It was after that. That is why you ran away. Remember? You must remember Benjamin. Your solicitor told you I was dangerous. Come on. You must remember? Remember you then said you would love it if I did go to your bosses. Remember that? Then you wouldn't give me their telephone number and went into hiding again. Do you remember asking me for a fight? I agreed to it and then you said you couldn't make it. And then went into hiding again. Now you are back. What the **** do you want?
So, you admit it. You were going to grass me up to my bosses? Like I thought, you are a touting, North London bawbag. North London is well renowned for grassing cants though, so youre nothing new
****ing grass. I always knew you were. Now **** off and get out of my face you little snidey grassing ****. Medro will be copied in
No Benjamin. I was never going to grass you up to your bosses. What I was going to do was bully you off the internet by telling you that I would do it. And it worked didn't it?
So tell me Benjamin. What would a grass do? Would they subpoena the owner of a website to get someone's I.P address and then pass it on to their solicitor to try and get somebody in trouble. Would that person be a grass too?
Who exactly did I grass to then Benjamin? You are such a pussy. You come on here acting the big man but you invariably **** the course.
