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Sunday, 11 November 2018

Not Important.

Evening all!

I know I shouldn't, but I just had to bring you this, fresh from the poison pen of Mr/s Textabuser


I suspect someone is off their meds again.




Oh, Orlov (now Hall), you seem to think that we included you when we mentioned the distracting attacks against us. If that is the case, our apologies.
No need to apologise, Looney Toons 


You have no importance whatsoever. Please understand that and understand that we’re not doing this to belittle you. That, you do a nice job by your infantile self.
Oooh, how hurtful! 


For the case, and that is what matters, it has to be noted the importance you have, which is, we repeat, none.
So, no importance then. Okay. 


You were just a tool that we used to out Mr Thompson. Then, we were quite clear and stressed that fact, that you had absolutely no importance whatsoever.
I get it, no importance. 


That is important because if you had any importance whatsoever, the storm Mr Thompson created in a glass of water because of you would have a reason. As you really have no importance whatsoever, everyone could see that he used his friendship over you to try to get to us, his hysteria being transparently disproportionate.
Dave was inconsolable. 



Okay, already. No importance. We get it. Calm down, dear, your hysteria is showing and I have to say, it's a bit disproportionate, transparent or otherwise. 


So, as you can see, you having the no importance you have is really important to the case. We can’t stress that more.
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So, you're saying he has no importance, amiright?


You are a simple supplier of spittle for the lick-spittles. Nothing more.
How very dare you. We lickspittlers use only the finest quality spittle, milked fresh daily from the rare Dontgiveafuck tribe in Western Samoa, and flown in by executive jet. We demand a retraction. 

Joyously, the lickspittlers ran to meet the jet delivering their latest consignment



Now that Mr Thompson is going to spend his Christmases (to keep on topic) with his new BFF, NT, and no longer with you
Well, that's my Christmas plans sorted - leg, wing or breast, Ben? 

Oh hang on - we're having beef........ 
(basing this solely on the passionate friendship Mr Thompson showed to have for you)
You slut, Ben. How could you? 
you might now consider spending them with your new BFF, Jules.
You can't have her. Isn't that right, Jules? 

There was always a good spread at the Ancient Order of Lickspittlers Christmas banquet, served on big round tables complete with tablecloths and placemats. In 547 years, a table had never collapsed

A person you publicly so much respect, endorse and love and seem so willing to overlook all her untruths and her close friendship with a clear abduction apologist, Frog.
Many human/amphibian relationships are very special, Text. Don't knock it until you've tried it 
Frankly, Jules had heard enough of Textusa's Amphibihate. Frogs were people too. 


You do make a lovely couple and after all, why care about a dead little girl when one can try to be funny and win the ladies over?
Ah, the Madeleine equivalent of Godwin's Law! It was bound to appear. 
(You probably won't understand that, Text. Ask a grown up to explain it for you) 


The only surprising thing about you is your indignation when someone calls you a pro. Where’s the surprise?

Probably stems from the fact that he isn't one.

Textusa, I really would suggest you calm the fuck down. At some point you will have to accept that most people think you are completely bonkers, that you suffer from an intractable table fixation, and that your mental health is failing quicker than a Post-Brexit trade deal.

Get some help, sweetie.  

After dinner, the Ancient Order of Lickspittlers would dance the night away on an inadequate esplanade.

Thursday, 8 November 2018

Big. Round. Fucking. Table.

Enough of this nonsense




If you can put this on full screen, watch it, yet still say it does not clearly show a big round fucking table then you need:

1. Specsavers
2. A psychiatrist.
3. To be sectioned.

I am not even going to bother going through the fucking IKEA catalogue of tables Sextabusa has assembled because it amounts to no more than trolling and I am fairly sure s/he is wanking away to the attention like a bored chimp.

Don't bother leaving comments saying "..but it's Brunt!!" because the answer will be "So fucking what?"

Grow the fuck up, Bruce, you utter gobshite. Just because you managed to get three people, all of whom are too stupid to pull their own knickers up without a diagram, to believe this cobblers doesn't mean that you have any chance with anyone in full possession of their faculties.

And now here are some cats jumping in the air. Enjoy



Sunday, 4 November 2018

Interlude

Guys, I hope it's okay my bringing this across - let me know if it's not, but it was just too funny not to share







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Friday, 2 November 2018

Table? Wot Table?



Here is the table in the tapas bar where the McCanns ate

It has not been ''digitally remastered" as lunatic Textusa would have you believe.

It is not a small table filmed in such a way to make it look like a big table

It is a big table. It is round. Get the fuck over it.


Thursday, 1 November 2018

Live, from Twitter.......





And now we're going live to Twitter, where Textusa's fuckwitted campaign about a bastard table enters its 1,750th week.....