Wow. I would like to point out that Alisha said could of instead of could have. I also think she should understand that not everyone has ”loving” family members and money for babysitters. I hope that snobby heifer chokes on an onion.
People should have to pass an I.Q. test and get licensed to reproduce.
I didn’t finish high school. year 11 was far too fucking boring, and the school day started way too early.
I went and laid on a tropical beach and got drunk for ten years instead, and then went straight into uni.
Why is it that the absolute scum of our societies, (those who disrupt classmates, fail school, drop out, collect benefits, make ugly babies, collect more benefits, blame society etc) are the same people who assert the noblest lifestyle?
I dun kno wut APrils problim is…butt I laffed win she sad punt cuz it rimes wit cunt…hehehehe…so qute…I dum tink shees gon b flippn brgers…butt shees def gon b wrkin 4 tips kna mean? She a lil ho dog! gon round makin babis n shit!
pretty sure april’s problem is dyslexia, compounded by being genetically stupid.
alisha’s problem, in addition to being genetically stupid herself, is that she’s a delusional cunt – which is infinitely worse.
Which brings us to what Anne’s problems are: balding, lonely, unemployed, uneducated, inbred, goofy, antisocial, angry, depressed, desperate for attention, erectile dsyfunction, one testicle, animal fetish, has no friends, … did I miss any Anne?
I have quite a bit of experience speaking with the lower castes, so I think I can translate:
I was once with baby, but it dropped out. Nobody fed our Nun, but you wouldn’t see us asking for your sympathy. But if worse came to worse, perhaps I would take it upon myself to do so. As long as I don’t see the Nun, I can make some money. You should really stop and reconsider what you make a habit of punting.
Anne, although you are old enough to be my parent, you are not. You see, throughout your sad, lonely existence, nobody else on the planet has found themselves in the sufficiently desperate, worthless state of mind necessary to procreate with you.
Plenty of fish in the sea Anne. Just not for you though, you shouldgo fuck a dog.
Oh dear, look like MsAnneThrope is trying to act smart on the internet again. Trying being the key word. In truth you’re just another bore who is so insignificant you’re trying to make a name for yourself on here. How very dull of you.
I really don’t understand some of these comments.
It seems like herpes, and whatever that flea-bitten neanderthal is that wandered in, think I’d have any respect for their poor butthurt. And I just don’t.
Think of me more as your delinquent father, herpes. I split the second I saw your mother’s face by the light of day and I never sent you one, single birthday card.
I now bathe by the bright light of your anger, hurt and betrayal and confusion.
Msanne, are you really as bitter and angry as your online persona would indicate? Or is this all an elaborate character, like Borat. Either way, I would very much enjoy engaging in a hateful, vindictive back and forth with you. I’d like to start: You’re a shit-snorting waffle cuddler and you probably engage in intercourse with unconsenting circus animals!