Sometimes, the hoi polloi dare to suggest that my use of the lingua franca is not everything like wot it shod be. At those times I find that the retort simple is the best response.
"You don't know wot my special word means do you, you wanker?" normally sorts the problem out to my complete and utter satisfaction.
Last edited by Marc Grayson (2011-04-14 12:00:08)
See the other thread Marc. Time to put up or shut up.
Frightened. Little. Pup.
Let me sweeten the deal for you Marc. If I can't do it, I'll give the £4,596.03 to your choice of charity. Excepting the Klan obviously.
Come on big guy. Show the world your cojones.