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Plimsole |
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Wed 10th Oct 2001, 21:46 link |
| Hands up all of you that thought the Arse-war between myself and the notorious S.p.o.r.k had ended through peace talks....Well, it's a good answer, but it's not right. The arse-war had merely been put on the back-burner (no pun intended) while we were hiding from the Taliban, but as they are a bit distracted at the moment I feel that it is time to issue an ultimatum to the evil known as Spork......accept that my arse is far superior/glorious/majestic/powerful than yours and I won't blow you into orbit (just don't, don't ask how), lets face it I've got the big artillery on my side, special bum-ticks and not forgetting my new militant supporters that will only refer to me as F.A....a.k.a *Fat-arse*.(They chant this at 22 minutes past the hour while turning anti-clockwise)
Some of you may be feeling that I am being harsh on the Spork, but after my recent ranking of #2 on the stupid-o-list (YES, Stupid-o-list), I think that she is getting off lightly.
Memo to Spork: Before re-commencing war please wait for me to return from Oman as I have been commissioned by special forces to eradicate a certain ginger ex-Spice bint. a-thankyou, F.A. |