What the devil did you just bloody well say about me, you little twat? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Royal Commandos, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the IRA, and I have over 30 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top Shooty in the entire British Army. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this land, mark my bloody words. You think you can get away with saying that nonsense to me over the Electronic-Postal-Service? Think again, buffoon. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of 00 agents across the UK and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the tempest, bellend. The tempest that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your existence. You’re fucking perished, lad. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare grabbers. Not only am I extensively trained in fisty-fighty, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Royal Commando Arsenal and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable arse off the face of the North Sea, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “witty” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your bloody tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you unholy cunt. I will shite fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, mate.

Oy wat the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you cheeky kunt? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the SAS, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on abos, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in koala warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire AUS armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this continent, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the computer? Think again, you bloody wombat. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the southern hemisphere and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the typhoon, yobbo. The typhoon that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, ankle biter. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Australian Defence Force and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face off the continent, you little snag. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your bloody tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn whacker. I will shit a cut snake as cross as a frog in a sock all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, nipper.

Which is also you; don't you think it's beyond obvious?

It's spelled Mozart.

By the way, best way to make people stop reading a post?

Say you're from Sarlona.

[] wrote on Nov 4^th, 2015 at 11:13pm:

Hooray.

[] wrote on Dec 5^th, 2015 at 1:28pm:


FTFY 

Galadriel wrote on Nov 5^th, 2015 at 12:57am:


I love the number of collateral damage casualties in this thread.

Stand by for host of panicked posts in which P4P exhausts himself trying to claim that he was just trolling when he said he was on Sarlona the whole time. 

[] wrote on Dec 28^th, 2015 at 12:41pm:


Ahem....:

gawker wrote on Dec 12^th, 2015 at 3:36pm:

No you're on a tropical island scraping trash bins bottoms to get enough food for dinner, wet dreaming that you have money to live in the hotel next to your home : a recovered box from the forementioned trashbin.

Flav wrote on Jan 4^th, 2016 at 2:01pm:


Her mom lives next to a hotel?  makes sense.  probably works there.  resulting in an unwanted lovechild spawned from too much contact with semen soaked sheets.