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(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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Only last week I went for a walk and noted that a mini-charver had sprayed the words "NOB EDD" in foot high gold letters on the underpass wall just round the corner from my home.
I felt so angry and apalled, how could this little scrote do this? Don't parents care?
I have the urge to hunt down the graffiti "artist" and teach him the error of his ways.
By the time I'm finished with him it'll be:
Knob Head
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:24, closed)
Now write it out a thousand times before dawn or I'll cut your balls off
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:30, closed)
Leave a lot to be desired. There's no effort:
On a wall near work, in biro: 'Porn'.
In the underpass near my flat: 'Bum'.
Even that banksy needs a template. Rubbish, the lot of it.
Oh, and *click*, obviously...
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:30, closed)
who shouted out "Get a room!"
ahem.
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 16:31, closed)
Nob (i.e. have sex with) Edd.
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 16:55, closed)
with red spray paint.
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 18:04, closed)
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