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Oh the great philosopher speaks.
I will bet you sat up all night with your crayons and construction paper just trying to think of something witty to say. How many times did you miss the basket with your crumpled up thoughts before you decided to attack my daughter??
Not since "Crocodile Dundee II" has such shit come out of Australia. You do your country proud.
Whats a matter Cheeb did another guy pass you over for "fry tech" at the local "Jack in the Box."? Leaving you to spend the rest of your life cutting the crust off vegemite sandwiches.
I wont lower myself to your level by attacking your naive ladyfriend and your infidelities even though you somehow manage to attack a child. I guess thats whats children do, attack other children.
I dont feel the need to use my expansive vocabulary on the likes of you when all I have to say is........Go fuck yourself you slimy piece of human garbage. Its simple and gets the job done. Of course it fits my psychotic rantings.
:rolleyes: .
*Takes a bow and exits stage left.*:rolleyes:
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I was not born to live a mans life, but to be the stuff of future memory.
3 can keep a secret if 2 are dead.
I've never been nice my whole life....but, I'll do my best to be sweet.
I keep my standards low, so I'm never disappointed.
The next words out of your mouth better be some Mark Twain shit, cos' I am going to be chiseling it on your tombstone.
Trample the weak, Hurdle the dead.
Forgive your enemies......after they are slain.
The God I believe in aint short of cash mister.
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