Gamer girl sells her bath water for £24

ant-man

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Matey told me a story about how he was on a business dinner in Tokyo with some Japs and this tart came round to the tables, started dancing on theirs and shat on a plate.

The diners, having tipped the dancer, each passed the plate around, cut a sliver of shit off and ate it.

You gotta love people. :lol:
 

Deebo

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When I was a kid we used to call bath water "bottom water" cause your soiled bare bottom was stewing in there for a while.

What uses would one have for someone's old bottom water?
 
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This is the sort of story that misogynists should read whenever they're on their high horse about how much superior men are. Tons of men out there really are utterly, totally pathetic. Fair play to her, she can literally run a sink of water, put some bubble bath in it, and then sell it for £24 to some complete gimp who will probably cuddle it in bed at night.
With respect, you can still hate women whilst having contempt for these pathetic, weak 'men'.

These men are obviously pond life and these bitches are exploiting their low intelligence. There's nothing endearing about that.

I sold a pot of mud to a kid with Down's Syndrome last week. 'Fair play' to me eh.
 
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I feel sorry for you younger chaps. Not having grown up in a world where women know their place.

I remember when you could come home from work and she had cooked your tea, washed and ironed all your clothes, put your slippers out ready for you to slip your tired feet into. It was wonderful, you could have sex whenever you wanted - sometimes she would want it too.
 

Deebo

"Messkin" Deebo
Jun 5, 2013
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Show dem balls bro
I feel sorry for you younger chaps. Not having grown up in a world where women know their place.

I remember when you could come home from work and she had cooked your tea, washed and ironed all your clothes, put your slippers out ready for you to slip your tired feet into. It was wonderful, you could have sex whenever you wanted - sometimes she would want it too.
I lived through that era but I'm glad it's not the norm anymore, and I'm glad I got one who knows her place and the role she has.

I'll cook no problem, I'll clean no problem, I'll do all the yard work no problem. But when you come home from work you better drop those fat stacks of job money on the table, tell me how fucking delicious my chicken vegetable curry is, and make sure that booty is warm and ready for whenever I feel like it (I promise I'll tap it early as long as you have an early shift the next day). :bart
 
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