probablyoliver

If I could rock your body, I know not everybody has a body like you. Ooooh.

Holy shit. Castro. Not seen you around in forever!

you have a foot fetish. a big, nazi foot fetish.

You're a dickhead. I wish death upon you.

So there was me, Bobby Robson, David Gedge and Hobo, and we were just mincing about on the field opposite Iceland, and Bobby says we should go ice-skating. So we go, and Hobo fell right through the ice. We thought he was a goner. Took him days to thaw, and by that time, Bobby had pissed off back to his missus and Gedge had gone missing.

This guy's come to rescue more than a couple times. I'll never forget that time we were grooving our thing and Mango Pete's (whose name was actually Joe), and some 7ft behemoth tried to kiss me. He tried to kiss me! Well LBTN jumps in, and he jumps on, and we showed that giant prick how to really gay it up.

I remember the first night I met GoGo. I was cruising down 66 in my el camino when I see this vanilla mother sticking his thumb out. Needless to say I ignored it and carried on in the moonlight. Big mistake. I bump into this hitch-hiking SOB a couple weeks later, and the bastard socks me. It was the start of a beautiful friendship.

Nobody sits like this ROC sits. You rock, ROC. The ROC just sits and is. You show us how to just sit here and that's what we need.

V

i'd accept your cock in marriage.

we're always gaying it up on this.

Your ass is grass, Steeeevaaaah.

I'm Ollie.

and yes. My Mum is hot.

xx

I'd tank Kurt Cobain. >_>

I love you Garden Variety Owl.

Oit, Tiny Dancer; Elton Jog-On.

you'll film me having sex with a black chick or abi titmus? I wouldn't mind the latter, tbh.

I'd tap that.

I'll drink you under the table, mayte.

i've decided you're the next EWBer I need to drink with.

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Apparently some lower rate indie fed wants us to headline. Yaknow, being former WWF Tag Team Champions, and all.

I'm gonna need your home address.

Christmas is coming, and I have thee a present.

but I still love you, dawg. ({)

ZIEG HIEL NAZI SHIT.

He is not. Dirty tory chav. (I'd still fuck you silly tho).