u don't want issues wif us brudda. we'll bang you and your mates up, no lie told
Oi oi saveloy, hold ya horses, bruv! Ya gettin' too leary.
Musings of a nikka that has no stamps in his passport.I could not stop laughing..you sir get an A+ for your comedy and delusion.I'd love to see you run up on a random youth in the estates and try to intimidate them with your accentThen do a tour of Europe with the same schtick after you had your reconstructive surgeryHit Spain first and pull that shyt with a Gitano,then go to Napels and try it there.If you still have working limbs,go to Serbia,Bosnia,Albania and report home as you have wings now..keep em coming cowboy,i love these what if's
I got time todayUK nikkas typing paragraphs in here
Careful mate, lovely day to get shanked with a knife innit. Gonna gut you like a fish, then add some chips for me supper