sometimes a cigar is just a cigar and sometimes two malignant narcissists get sick of working together and decide to potato each other for real fam.

if you live in constant fear that you’re gonna get worked you end up working yourself into a shoot brother

You put it with some stilton to make appropriate soup, yes?

She's the archetypal Pharisee.

C***s are warm, welcoming and useful. She's none of those things.

Being told that I "must have wanted this" on some cosmic karmic level, made me angrier than fundamentalist Christian schooling did - which is saying something. No mate, I didn't "want" this. Not even a little bit. Now do fuck off before I perform a ritual disemboweling to cure my "bad karma".

Is it possible for me to gift one to my darling lifelong pal who isn't on socials at all?

Mememeeee!! I'm super extra keen! Please remind me of this!!

Hi Simon's Mum!!

A thousand times this.

Courage attracts courage