Thursday, March 24, 2011

To the wanker in the red polo

Yes you, you fat baldy cunt. You. Cutting me up at the traffic lights, didn't like it when I came past you again did you? Didn't like being called an arsehole, did you? Gave it the large one didn't you? Calling me a wanker safely from inside your tin can.

Didn't like it when I made you stop, did you? Didn't like it when I offered you out, did you? You waste of human flesh. You coward. You ignorant cunt! Fuck you!

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