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I’d like to say that I’m disappointed that he’s acting like a big pussy, yeah.

However, on reflection, I consider it to be an extremely noble thing what he’s doing. Flouncing isn’t easy. It hurts us more than it hurts you

When I say “us” I mean Sucky.

You’ll never catch me flouncing.
Your last one was more meltdown than flounce tbh, you lost your **** and demanded a bullet in the face. It felt like putting down an old Labrador, who was once full of life and chased pigeons, but had ended up a bit grey and fat, just laying in front of the fire all day, dropping farts that’d peel skin.

Sucky’s was pure pussyhole stuff in comparison. You should ask him about his criminal record when he gets back mate, he’ll like that. <ok>
 
Did you know that @aberdude has flounced off for a month as well?

He's demonstrating what a man he is and that I have no control over his life [HASHTAG]#Sheep[/HASHTAG] [HASHTAG]#Ike[/HASHTAG] [HASHTAG]#Looney[/HASHTAG]


I miss Aberdude.

He and I seemed to understand each other.
 
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I bet Commie has been distraught in my absence, yeah?

Behind all the bluff, he’s a bit of a marshmallow inside. I bring that out in him; his feminine side.
 
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Oh btw @Hoddle is a god Fosse bought a pizza oven mate. <ok>

I doubt he’ll tell you himself, he’s keeping it on the down-low, much like his homosexuality <ok>


Actually, I’ve grown rather fond of Bambs.

I never got to meet John Holmes (aka Johnny Wadd), and Fossie is the closest I’ll ever get to realising that dream.

Say what you will about him, but I’d happily share a beer with Bambi and let him regale me with his tales of outrageous 70s bush.

Not so much interested in the pizza oven, tbf.