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There will be change in policy Stanislav. No income tax, no V.A.T., no money back, no guarantee.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
stanislav said...reassure that this is safe place for decent fucking anarchist to come into.
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Off Fiji topic but is emergency civil rights issue.
Wossallthis shit here about ? Mr Anonymous on your first thread at 8.58. What's this bloke on about ? You know how stanislav struggle with english to speak fucking properly. Not understand this bloke. Is fucking immigration bastard come around and confiscate nice blue van, all signwritten-up stanislavplumbcheap4u and tools and boilersuit and throw Stanislav and Mrs in fucking Barlinnie prison with whole fucking Sheridan crime family ? Thought we was all in witness protection programme off your US ISP and can't be harmed by home office national security ninetyday-torture psychobastard.
stanislav has vision of one of Lady Ian Blair-Bendover's Community Pacification Units come pissing up A1(M) into Jockland and mistakenly empty magazines in poor plumber's head and say Oh, fuck me, Polish plumber look just like fucking raghead, genuine mistake, happen to any trigger happy maniac; never mind, eh, can I have some promotion? And then Hizzonner Mayor Ken says 's OK, Lady Iain was protecting werking clarse Lahndunners from Polish terrorist threat up there in facking Gorbalsville and has my full facking confidence. He watch my arse and I watch his. Fack me, us professional Lahndunners 'as to stick togevver, like in the facking Blitz, or we is all facked, innit. Apples and pears, frog and toad, cor Blimey, Old Kent Road. Bring yer facking Porsche rahnd 'ere, sunshine, and get riddled with facking bullets and never mind facking congestion charge.
Guido probably very busy getting pissed with rubbish ex-Tory MP all braying and honking like fucking seals in stripey shirt and red braces reminisce about good old days when Old Bill trash the fucking miners' houses and terrify the kiddies and shut down every fucking bastard thing, steel and coal and ships and aircraft and turn the place into a spivbanker playground and FatCunt Clarke wrecked everything he fucking touched and great fucking ponce Heseltine flouncing about, bonkers, tossing his hair like a big spiteful girl and Archbishop Selwyn fucking Gummer shove beefburger down throat of brat, eat this, Bitch, Daddy's job depends on it and fucking horrible slime ball, Mellor drag brats out to meet press, say, look, this is son Freddie and girl, wotsername, so is family man here, not useless fucking prick bang any old slapper in town but not Mrs Currie. Yes, Oh happy fucking day, memories is made of this. But now is now and if commenters is shot, jailed and deported is bad shit all around and not good for business and bollocks to Bloomberg, innit; no fucker gonna come here if Guido gives out everything, VAT number, birthdate, inside leg measurement and home address and telephone number, so please to find a sober moment to reassure loyal commenter, or even not reassure, that this is safe place for decent fucking anarchist to come into.
ps Mrs Dale from next door was on Scotch Newsnight last night. He was their suit-and-tie expert on Anglo-Hibernian relationships. Honest. Not invent. It's fucking hard living up here.