2 thoughts on “Louis Walsh

  1. I’ll never forget the shit-eating grin and vacant eyes of this man, as he ostentatiously swaggered past me down Wardour street with two posh bits of crumpet attached to each arm, and then wondering what the cunt was going to do with them in his limo before he got them back to his place.

    Is there anything more soul destroying for an honest young man to witness these fucking parasitic media cunts enjoying the high life simply for being the biggest cunts?

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