THE BLAIRS' WOP PIMP FRIEND ACCUSED OF SEX
WITH SECOND UNDERAGE GIRL.
The chronicles of Ruin, continued. Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do. Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here. 10 September 2009 22:59
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Il Duce: "We double-team this bitch good, later, eh?"
Cherie: "Sounds like a plan - good job I packed me strap-on."
Lucifer has gobsmacked Imelda by telling how much he`s got in (offshore) banks while Jug Ears looks forward to the fee for addressing the Baku Chamber of Commerce on behalf of Rentokil.
From left to right, this trio comprise:
I came,
I swore, and
I concurred.
What is Berlusconi doing with his left hand???
"This pile of cash for us Silvio? You shouldn't have."
"Does she have a daughter"
"Ahh, that takes me back", says Blair, in response to Italian Premier's impromptu ventriloquism.
'hey, shudduppa ya face, she was begging for it innit, anyways, eeets all a misunderstanding, iffa ya know whadda mean'
Scouse minger:
All together now, "Money can't buy me love!"
"Gawwww 'ey our Tony, look at the size of 'is flippin villa. Why can't we get one like that. Tell ya what, let yer mate Snotty take over the job and lets you an me go off an make some real money."
The Mad, the Ugly and the Bad.
New Italian Lottery Competitzione - Il Twatto - spot the twat.
I think mr verge has the most profoundly sick and toxic imagination, amongst, it must be said, a truly foul company. His is a vision too horribly realistic for me, one I can all too readily conjure up, he should have the All Hail Col von Fawkes tee-shirt, the one with the burning Lebanese children on it.
If Silvio is finally ousted and banged-up it will be interesting to see what, if anything, Tony and Imelda have to say about their erstwhile holiday host; devout catholics, now, both of the slags, they will probably say that only God can judge the noncing old slag, rather as He is just sat up there in Eternity, awaiting Tony, so He can applaud him for the Iraq bloodbath, the cunt. Come and sit beside Me, son, made in Mine own image, you are obviously a pretty, straight guy.
Praise indeed. Too kind.
(I wonder if Cherie gets her strap-ons pre-loved on ebay?)
Stop it!
"Silvio you've got it wrong, it's called 'a bung', 'a bung', not 'bunga' 'bunga'!"
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