Baron Of Stuff
An oddly-shaped, rock-solid and gnarled turd
, which leaps out at speed from behind you and casts a painful spell on your ringpiece
Jesus my arse is sore! Bastard Bum Goblin!
"You comin' out with us down Brighton tonight?"
"Fuck off, you brown hatter! I know what you lot do on a night out!"
What's that smell?
Ah shit, think I've trodden on some hound cable.
Oh Jesus! Mr. Brown is at the window, excuse me a minute whilst I see him off.
I'm out on the pull tonight. Some girl's gonna be put to the sword.
I wouldn't take a shortcut through there - it's boobytrapped with reams of Barker's Rope.
Uh oh, things are getting strenuous. Just popping off to drown a copper.
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