Monday 7 June 2010
A portion of Crispy Fried Thief please!
Finally, something to warm the cockles of my heart. Though not, I hope, to the same temperature as the meat on this thieving cunt. Serves you right, you cum-stain on the curtains of humanity; I hope you spend the rest of your years in excruciating agony. That, or die. Actually, please die. It'll cost the NHS less.
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