I know, Will, but it’s still funny. Just enjoy the spectacle of Exile and Lindsay desperately attempting to extricate themselves from a hole of their own digging.
Posh, no class, and so bone-headedly thick he makes a mess of a simple nine word sentence.
Huzzah for the Blackshirts, they built perfectly lovely things!
There’s a perfectly gorgeous art deco power station in Riva … for which the locals have Mussolini to thank, as likewise … the tunnels built into the surrounding mountains.
And
All our problems come from people who aren’t lazy enough, or who have an ideology. I hate them.
Saturday 1 December 2007 at 4:09
Linking to a wardytron spoof blog — dear me.
Even his spoofs make him appear like a posh twat.
OK — he is a posh twat. And a fuckwit.
Pointless shit.
Saturday 1 December 2007 at 4:19
I know, Will, but it’s still funny. Just enjoy the spectacle of Exile and Lindsay desperately attempting to extricate themselves from a hole of their own digging.
Freude, Freude, Schadenfreude!
Saturday 1 December 2007 at 10:09
Everyone who isn’t in a ditch with soiled pants is posh compared to Will.
Saturday 1 December 2007 at 12:13
Posh, but no class. It’s “compared with…”, dear boy.
Saturday 1 December 2007 at 12:37
Posh and thick
Saturday 1 December 2007 at 14:15
Wardyposh — rapes young boys. He picked up the habit at his public school.
Sunday 2 December 2007 at 10:26
[doesn’t add any value]
Sunday 2 December 2007 at 12:32
Posh, no class, and so bone-headedly thick he makes a mess of a simple nine word sentence.
Huzzah for the Blackshirts, they built perfectly lovely things!
There’s a perfectly gorgeous art deco power station in Riva … for which the locals have Mussolini to thank, as likewise … the tunnels built into the surrounding mountains.
And
All our problems come from people who aren’t lazy enough, or who have an ideology. I hate them.