Did anyone see the programme on TV on Wednesday about the Cardiff nightlife? Their all phucken mental. Now when I say mental, I don't mean mental as in "Fun". I mean mental as in "they are going to Rip out our eyes and skull phuck us". I thought the Cardiff Soccer Casuals were mental, but judging on the programme content, one sniff of Mong Juice and the whole phucken city is.
You're cold with disappointment while I'm drowning in the next room. The last contagious victim of this plague between us. I'm sick with apprehension, crippled from exhaustion and I dread the moment when you finally come to kill me
Konnt ihr mich horen? Konnt ihr mich sehe Konnt ihr mich fuhlen? Ich versteh euch nicht
I am 37 (and take permanent medication)
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Barry George is an innocent man Sean Hodgson is an innocent man
