it's good that Jeremy Clarkson has cancer and I hope it takes over his entire body
sprinkling a little bit of grated urinal cake over my spaghetti bolognese
if i got a job as a horse i would expense a carrot
dead pigeon in the nandos outdoor seating area
me and the lads just went through the strait, fucking piece of piss m8
she came from greece, she had a thirst for porridge
oh Pragmata has great stealth and an innovative combat system? Doesn't matter to me, I'm not a nonce.
I think we've reached the point where them being giants or not is moot
googling how rod hull died because of snakeboy, we're all at it
i'm gonna die in a blaze of glory, like rod hull