@JunglistYid
Careful. You’ll have the fake teeth/fiat500/ocean beach/hair transplant/fake lips/newbuild house/audi A3/cheeky nandos crew coming for you
@BootstrapCook
My mum used to make me a toasted tomato sandwich and to this day it’s my comfort food. Just two slices of toasted, lashings of butter, sliced tomato and a good sprinkle of salt. In a sandwich
@thisisheart
@AmandaHolden
@ImAshleyRoberts
@GlobalPlayer
Heart FM let’s make a young lads Xmas come true (mine) by getting a wholesome Christmas message sent out (close up photo of dilated anus) from the girls to a less fortunate brave boy on his hospital bed (me in my own bed)
Yourself:
Yes that’s right. You’ve come for yourself. You have an ego and you want to show it off to every other egotistical plank in there and all over social media. We’ve established you’re not there to party or for the music. So that’s it. Get over yourself.
Few of you might remember my old ginger cat Freddy from the old vids etc. He passed away today at the grand old age of 18 and a half years. All devastated here in Robbo towers but happy he had the best life he could ever have had, hasn’t even sunk in tbh. He was loved ❤️
The music:
Oh yeah, you’ve come all the way to the most reknown place on the planet for dance music and you’ve fucked off literally the best nightclubs & djs on the planet to see some dickhead man bun resident dj from Wigan play a load of cheese to a load of clueless cunts
Melts, all of them. Absolute eyebrow plucking fake tanned toe curling fucking melts. About as streetwise as a fucking 5yo kid. Ocean Beach culture bum bag wearing fucking 2 bob cunts. Fuck em all hope there’s a tsunami. Winds me up mate.
#LoveIsland
To party:
Ok so you buy a bed for the day. A FUCKING BED? Mate, bed is the fucking last thing on my mind if I’m partying. Especially one that costs 2k that you can’t even sleep in. And £500 for a bottle of £32 Veuve Clicquot or £200 for a bottle of £35 Grey Goose. Get to fuck.
Remember when Peaky Blinders came out u had really weird men all over the country thinking they were 1920s gangsters. Fucking murals on walls and all sorts. Blokes going about in tweed suits with waistcoats and that. Twats
Ooooh look this is me in 2009. Now look at me ten years later. Look at how much I’ve changed in ten years. Look how great I am now. Look how many likes my post has. Look how much I’m loved. Look at my ego. Massage it. Fucking massage it you peasants.
#10yearchallenege
Would anyone listen if I chatted absolute breeze about random stuff and various experiences for an hour and put it on soundcloud or something and labelled it as a podcast? I miss all that a bit if I’m honest, but I ain’t going back to all the daily mad shit on video 🤣
Right. It’s time to appreciate the legend & national treasure that is Chris Eubank senior. Name me another man who can speak the queens English to you with a lisp while wearing a monacle, bow tie & a fucking sheriffs badge & could still beat the fuck out of most men blindfolded