Well ma lovlies, I've avoided commenting on this wee boujee bastard for a few weeks cause I just couldn't stand listening to his whingey wee stories and look at his big boaby nose anymore without wanting to neck a cheeky bottle of zoflora with an elbow grease chaser, but today he's went a bit far on his quest for sympathy messages and support from his muffia. Nobody wants you deid mario, we want you to stop poisoning your cat, start paying your way in the house and you 'built from the grun up', start treating Derek with the respect he deserves instead of like a personal ATM and a bit of shite stuck to your gooooochi trainers.
A 40 year old man that has to beg for attention on the gram, SMH
Also, since you read here, please get a better colour match on the concealer you're wearing under your glecks, it's making you look like you've got jaundice ya pleb