Sep 25th 2012, 20:18:14
So I spoke with Mr.Flames today.. and I didn't like how he twisted around the truth..
Here is what actually happened..
"I'm living in a crackhouse for past three weeks filled with niffy loo puddings! All I've come across are crackheads, crazy buggers and loony chuckle fairy like creatures. Some are nice enough to share their beef wellington ensembles sprinlked with cocain and seasoned with meth.
When I ran out of money to stay, the landlord, a old obese tart offered to let me stay if I let her play with my dobber. It was great at first, but when her friends decided they also wanted freebies, I had my knickers in a twist!
So rather than bonking them for free, I decided to go rent myself in search of fresh fannies. Little did I know, most whorehouses in Czesh had requirements of only big gentleman sausages :(
Rejected and dejected, I've decided to try my luck in Russia, I hope to find a nice place where I'd get at least a tenner for all my hard work.
It's not easy, but I'll get there under my own steam. I've considered many times using the hooty tooty point and shooty on myself.....everythings gone all pear shaped, help me plonkers!"