edited to say - there was a link. when I tried it again it didn't work so I cant show you the rather funny bent teenager dancing like a tit. For anyone who cares it was took place at The Plough in Ley Green. ya cant hide from Missy!
It's brought to you by a Mr Paul Davey, 28, currently residing in Cambridge. He's a chef although I cant quite recall the name where he works right now..it'll come to me I'm sure
As some of you have been waiting for this sort of update with baited breath he's someone I've been playing with for several months now and yesterday gave the flick to for behaving like a cunt for the last couple of weeks or so. I have no problem with cunts to be honest as long as you know they're a cunt right from the beginning, you know where you are with them.
You may think I'm angry, nope. I'm a little bit miffed I didn't get a chance to slap to doppy fucker but I binned him so I win in the relationship stakes. I am happy to release this one back to the slums and I get to play on.
So if you ever find yourself round Luton railway station late at night, because that's where the ex and many kids are (no not the station, Luton), or Kings Cross station, because there's another brood over in London, or even Cambridge station - or even in the day. Please feel free to publically call him a cunt
I like the idea of people randomly calling him a cunt. I've already done it myself.
Or how about 'fuck off dog', that's a personal one from a phone call. He'll understand. Nothing quite like the image of a guy stroking his cock only to get his ankles snapped at by a pooch.
hmm. he's also on twitter, myspace...If I get bored again or feel especially cruel I'll post em up. To be far he's a bit slow on covering his tracks. Bless.
Am I being mean? Would I like it if the roles were reversed...I regret nothing.
I've learnt tons, especially about myself. I also don't have the responsibility of having 6 kids growing up to know that daddy is a cheat.
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