Okay,
what fuckin' e-mail? I read one smorning, but nothing since.
Anyways, since our enemies are asleep or in jail, I've decided to fight with
you instead! LOL!
Okay... first of all, 95kg at 8% b/f - my stinkin' ANUS! You've simply cropped out your own body, stolen pics of my superior Aryan Ideal physique, Photoshopped on a couple of shit tats, and basically stolen my thunder.
In reality folks, I'm guessing PT is one of those American-style, television-addicted, bedsore-mottled, greasy slobs, who never met a calorie he couldn't get along with.
What's more, if he's wearing dark-coloured joggers (the only pants that will accommodate his 90" waist) whilst watching
Dog the Bounty Hunter, it's impossible to tell where the couch ends and his fat ass begins.
Furthermore, the only reason he's in Portugal, is that the British government changed the law so they could deport him, 'cos he was eating his way through our Gross National Product.
His half-mill villa is in fact a disused, crumbling stucco prison.
Fat kuntbag.
LOL!
TNBT
