Fucking freaky albino cunts with their white hair, milky skin and dem cunty bunny eyes that keep moving side to side. Look like they always crossing da fucking road.
My uncle Reggie (the one that looks a bit like the Dalai Lama, but without the slitty eyes) used to tour with a freak show throughout the West Midlands billed as ‘The only pigmented albino in the world’. Never made any money as you could see all the cunting freaks for free just wandering through Dudley market on a Saturday morning. Stupid pigmented albino cunt.
Old Reggie died mysteriously in a house fire in 1984. I know what you’re thinking, but I had an alibi. At that time I was with them cunts the Dalai Lama and Richard Gere at the local pet shop with a couple of toilet rolls.
Nuff said.
Nominated by : Flaxen Saxon
What is this by thunder! An egregious fraudulent cunting. I’ll not have the Stoke name sullied by anyone other than myself. And in mock street speak innit. Is this the work of flaxen saxon or white shite or whoever the bounder pretends to be?
Kindly re-attribute forthwith.
Having said that I do recall shagging an albino filly in my miss- spent. Brought the colour to her cheeks no end.
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Oh and since you ask her muff was indeed as white as the driven snow.
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Indeed Sir Limply, it be the Flaxen haired Saxon that be a posting, innit? Methinks the admin team.have been on the piddle or somethink. The cunts are overdue for a burning. A rightful attribution forthwith otherwise the heir to the Stoke estate will no doubt succumb to the dropsy.
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Stokes’ not of the dropsidical tendency dear boy. Tertiary syphilis the family stain. Naturally assumed you had posted a photo of your flaxen goodself. Point of fact bears a frightening likeness to the third wife. But have no recollection of ever shagging you. Indeed have no recollection of ever shagging the third wife. Not the done thing in society circles to shag one’s own wife donchaknow.
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Indeed Sir Limply, there is a passing resemblance to my good self and the attached photo. As for being shagged by you: Did you by chance frequent the Chainmakers Arms, Dudley circa 1999? I seem to remember becoming familiar with a rubicund old party one Saturday night. I suspect he slipped a ‘micky’ in my Bank’s bitter because next morning I awoke totally naked, on a park bench, with a daffodil sticking out my arse. Of course it might have been that cunt Morrissey.
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Apologies to both parties insulted by the erroneous by line of this post. I have corrected it, but would with respect point out that if you think you can do any better, then you must be a pair of cunts 😉
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Grateful for the rightful attribution, not on my account, of course. I confess I was a little worried that it might drive Sir Limply into an apoplectic fit culminating in the termination of the noble line which is Stoke.
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