That's Sir Bob Geldof to you, sonny.
I used to, Pukey. I took stuff called Carbolith for a while. All I can say is, be careful if you're a person with a slow motabalism, you'll end up...
You'd better not be coming no where near my patch, Chester.
Who let you out of your cage?
Good to see you still alive and kicking, Barry. Stay out of trouble.
Nobody. Now shut up you nobody, before nobody bans your ass.
You're all nobodies.
Drive-through cow udder.
Bon Jovi? Fuck .... offfff ....
Drunkard.
Yes, but everything has a different view when you're pond scum, Chester.
Sam, has anyone ever told you that you're a post whore? [img]
Pukey, we need to talk about your odour.
Q: How many Chester Grapes does it take to change a lightbulb? A: Two. One to change the lightbulb, and one to fuck him in the arse for...
Chester, everything makes you horny. Even I do.
No, wipe your ass on a pair instead and send him those.
Who, or what, is Gary?
I hate you Nursey.
I don't have stainless steel balls like you, Nursey.
Oh, did I say Nursey? I mean ... ummm Samanthasez. :oops:
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