Monday, 28 April 2008
mean little BRAT
"Pip pip tally ho what what".
Go ON away with ye, and FECK OFF, ye. little. shite.
Just because 'daddy' is in the feckin r.a.f. doesn't mean you can tinker with the little lads from the garden and 'try the chaps ouyt' in yer fiendish contraptions.
YOU LiTTLE PONCE.
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2 comments:
ahhh look at the little fella
Ha... yeah the Rafs, thinkin they can just do what they want wi' th' wee lads. Glad you brought this up Brian, usually this type of thing is swept under the carpark
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