The thoughts of an Aston Martin SUV.
Only absolute cunts drive Aston martins
While Iâm at it smugeen pricks spinning around high up in their 191 and 192 3 liter and 4.4 liter diesel Range Rovers like theyâve achieved something in life when in fact they are killing the fucking planet. Ignorance might have been an excuse for driving one of these cunts of things in 2005 but in 2019 itâs just a two fingers to the rest of us and the planet.
Quelle surprise then when you look at the smug cunts who are the posters kids for these planet killers.
The same cunts will be giving out about plastic straws in their mojitos
James Bond fanatic weirdos.
Eamonn Coughlanâs carry on as he went clear to win gold in the World Championship in 1983.
If itâs so wrong how does it bring a lump to my throat each time I see it,
Cuntish. The sort of carry on youâd expect out of a yank.
The Chairman of the Boards.
A cunt. His sneery witticism absolutely fucked him during the 2014 by-election. That said Vinnie Browne played him like the experienced TV presenter that he was.
Eamon was initially being a smart-ass and Browne encouraged him to spout more meaningless guff before Coghlan kind of self-combusted. He couldnât even finish 4th in Dublin West or SW.
Heâs a cunt alright. Was a great runner who probably underachieved a little which he never got over.
He never got over the 80 Olympics
He was a bottler. He bottled two Olympic finals.
a great man in mickey mouse indoor mile events
Itâs like being the best at indoor soccer. No one gives a fuck.
Coghlan was a desperate twat alright.
Another flute here in his Range Rover
His âfreeâ Range Rover.
Amy is our Diana, leave it out.