It’s about what’s in the tin of beans, mate.
I’m Italian and you’re a dyed in the wool West Brit.
As someone with the utmost respect for you as a debater I think you could do much better than to argue this moot point while the Irish soccer grand final takes place in an echo over in the home of Irish rubby.
No your a mighty man for facts and not bending the truth.
The fact is you are a Brit.
The fact is I am from cork and am not a Brit. Of any variety.
Those there are facts
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It’s about what is in the tin of beans, mate.
Not what the wrapper says or which till you bought them at, or whether they are your Spar, Tesco or Sainsburys.
What matters is what’s in the tin of beans.
Gas cunts
This approach to debating is noted for future reference.
What’s in your tin of beans is cheap rotten and bad for you I’d imagine.
Good evenign now brit
What is my tin beans is full of iron.
What’s in your tins of beans will give you cholesterol.
You need a ride
I’m asexual.
Exactly my point
Asexual’s don’t need that.
We feel a heightened sense of life as we are slaves to our genitals.
You need a ride chief
Incorrect, you could probably do with sex not being a controlling factor in your thoughts and decisions making process.
You are enslaved to lustful thoughts, I don’t have that problem.
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You still need a ride.
That’s nonsense.
Stop projecting your problems onto me.
You most definitely need a ride
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I don’t.
I have no need for sexual intercourse.
You do you know
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I think this is you projecting your inner demons onto others.
An asexual has no desire or need for sexual intercourse.
Maybe. But you need a ride
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