You evil lying *unt

I left this board for reasons which were very personal to me . Saying this i still kept in touch with some good friends i had made on here be they escort and punter.

But tonight one of who i consider a very good friend would not talk to me .

So Elizabeth , i put it to you ,that you are a lying sneaky devious manipulative *unt ,who i did my best to tolerate over the last couple of weeks but not anymore.

You have lied about me here for the last time , u lonely old hag. You are nothing but a vindictive old *unt , and its only a matter of time before you son sees you for what u are and he fucks off , then u will be alone with you stupid soap charactors.

You thought u had hassle with the russian , u aint seen nothing yet , and if i was you .wouldnt come to dublin for rugby match either ,nor would i come back to cork.

I cant believe you made me post again.

You are nothing but a washed up sad old lonely *uck. Youre a fuckin liar and a *unt. Please god ,i hope u never come back to cork.

And if u do come back to cork and if u do get fucked out of your hotel (which will definately happen ) , dont bother ringing me crying because u deserve it and a lot more . *unt


nbt

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Originally Posted by ninebythree

I left this board for reasons which were very personal to me . Saying this i still kept in touch with some good friends i had made on here be they escort and punter.

But tonight one of who i consider a very good friend would not talk to me .

So Elizabeth , i put it to you ,that you are a lying sneaky devious manipulative *unt ,who i did my best to tolerate over the last couple of weeks but not anymore.

You have lied about me here for the last time , u lonely old hag. You are nothing but a vindictive old *unt , and its only a matter of time before you son sees you for what u are and he fucks off , then u will be alone with you stupid soap charactors.

You thought u had hassle with the russian , u aint seen nothing yet , and if i was you .wouldnt come to dublin for rugby match either ,nor would i come back to cork.


I cant believe you made me post again.

You are nothing but a washed up sad old lonely *uck. Youre a fuckin liar and a *unt. Please god ,i hope u never come back to cork.

And if u do come back to cork and if u do get fucked out of your hotel (which will definately happen ) , dont bother ringing me crying because u deserve it and a lot more . *unt


nbt

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You were warned but you wouldnt listen.... Like i said in another post, lizzy doesnt do friends... she just uses people for what she can get out of them and then treats them like shit...

One day, a scorpion looked around at the mountain where he lived and decided that he wanted a change. So he set out on a journey through the forests and hills. He climbed over rocks and under vines and kept going until he reached a river.

The river was wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all the while thinking that he might have to turn back.
Suddenly, he saw a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream.
"Hellooo Mr. Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?"
"Well now, Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill me?" asked the frog hesitantly.
"Because," the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim!"
Now this seemed to make sense to the frog. But he asked. "What about when I get close to the bank? You could still try to kill me and get back to the shore!"
"This is true," agreed the scorpion, "But then I wouldn't be able to get to the other side of the river!"
"Alright then...how do I know you wont just wait till we get to the other side and THEN kill me?" said the frog.
"Ahh...," crooned the scorpion, "Because you see, once you've taken me to the other side of this river, I will be so grateful for your help, that it would hardly be fair to reward you with death, now would it?!"
So the frog agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide, and the frog slid into the river. The muddy water swirled around them, but the frog stayed near the surface so the scorpion would not drown. He kicked strongly through the first half of the stream, his flippers paddling wildly against the current.
Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs.
"You fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?"
The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog's back.
"I could not help myself. It is my nature."
Then they both sank into the muddy waters of the swiftly flowing river. Self destruction - "Its my Nature", said the Scorpion...

9x3, how did you get out of my cellar? :mad::eek::p

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Originally Posted by Patricia

9x3, how did you get out of my cellar? :mad::eek::p

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say sorry to the gimp, i kicked in the nuts on way out:D

nbt

Did you see Clint or Luther down there?

I think Liz is down there too :D:eek::D:eek:, she's been keeping very quiet all day. Must be something niner said. I have to hand it to you, your the first person to keep her gob shut. Well you did once before when you were snogging her face off in Cork. We all know about that. She told all of us in the chatroom. Your a brave man. Not even a mysterious blogger or a mad Russian high on Marijuana could do that :D :D :D

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Originally Posted by Liz McDonald

I think Liz is down there too :D:eek::D:eek:, she's been keeping very quiet all day. Must be something niner said. I have to hand it to you, your the first person to keep her gob shut. Well you did once before when you were snogging her face off in Cork. We all know about that. She told all of us in the chatroom. Your a brave man.

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Howdy miss beauty choc gateaux strawberry cake. She tried to snog me in cork but our bellys were in the way :( so we had a sumo wrestling match instead, :D

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Originally Posted by ninebythree

say sorry to the gimp, i kicked in the nuts on way out:D

nbt

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Ya, thanks a friggin bunch NBT.
Hurt like hell too....:mad:

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Originally Posted by Epsilon

One day, a scorpion looked around at the mountain where he lived and decided that he wanted a change. So he set out on a journey through the forests and hills. He climbed over rocks and under vines and kept going until he reached a river.

The river was wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all the while thinking that he might have to turn back.
Suddenly, he saw a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream.
"Hellooo Mr. Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?"
"Well now, Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill me?" asked the frog hesitantly.
"Because," the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim!"
Now this seemed to make sense to the frog. But he asked. "What about when I get close to the bank? You could still try to kill me and get back to the shore!"
"This is true," agreed the scorpion, "But then I wouldn't be able to get to the other side of the river!"
"Alright then...how do I know you wont just wait till we get to the other side and THEN kill me?" said the frog.
"Ahh...," crooned the scorpion, "Because you see, once you've taken me to the other side of this river, I will be so grateful for your help, that it would hardly be fair to reward you with death, now would it?!"
So the frog agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide, and the frog slid into the river. The muddy water swirled around them, but the frog stayed near the surface so the scorpion would not drown. He kicked strongly through the first half of the stream, his flippers paddling wildly against the current.
Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs.
"You fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?"
The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog's back.
"I could not help myself. It is my nature."
Then they both sank into the muddy waters of the swiftly flowing river. Self destruction - "Its my Nature", said the Scorpion...

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And the moral of the story is, get the f*cker before he gets you!!!