It started off as a wum, and I was thinking to myself “Fcuk! This, what I’m doing right now, is electric! The lads aren’t going to believe it!” But I genuinely began to feel sorry for the bloke. He seemed so alone and pathetic, and I was his only real friend - me, HIAG! whom he had banned from the Gooner board for being a wum! Here I was as his new best mate! Pixie will tell you that I never took the piss, and that I let him open his heart up to me. I never abused that trust, bro; and nor would I. That is a Golden Rule by which I live. In a way, I miss our little pm conversations, Pixie telling me that he often feels like a lonely cnut and me putting a comforting arm around his shoulder and telling him to be a happy cnut, and to look Life in the face with a smile! Fond memories...
See how I make this **** up to try and throw people off the scent And you lot thought HIAG was genuinely a ****wit.
@The Liebherr Legacy Honestly, that isn’t far from the truth. Pixie was “liking” my posts on the Gooner board ffs! I was writing about Wenger and the Arsenal players, and Pixie was lapping it up like a greedy slut! Then, the pms started. He clearly saw me as a kindred spirit, and he really opened up to me. He must have shat his pants when it finally dawned on him that 667 was me! Oh, fcuk! he must have wanted the Earth to open up and consume him whole! I’d loved to have been a fly on his Mum’s tiny living room wall when that happened! I bet there wasn’t enough Kleenex left to clean up the shat!