are cunts
FUCK OFF. Just FUCK OFF and preferably wrap yourselves around a wall and die.
We get it, you’ve got a tiny cock so the Blitz-noise-recreating tin can between your legs has to substitute.
But why 6-7 fucking AM you absolute shitpisswanker cunts?
Vroom vroom vroom. Are you actually fucking going somewhere? Then GO THERE for fuck’s sake you piston-pumping obsessed cunts. Probably wish the pumping was into yourselves, I’ve no doubt that’s part of it too.
Here they go now, round and around and around oooh like Jaki Graham in a twin tub.
CUNTS
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Yes, I’m sick to death of these fucking bastards revving up their noisy junk of metal on two wheels. Is it necessary to make all that noise. I’m glad they travel over the speed limit and kill themselves.
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Good grief Wokeup……..
Do you live on a council estate?
I imagine that the sophisticated cunters on this site are not troubled by such things as motorcycle exhausts.
Now if you cunted cockrels crowing early in the morning or the clatter of horses hooves we might be able to relate to that.
Perhaps you could pop along to your local council office and ask if there was a ‘swap’ available?
Good morning.
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