[kirklancaster]

"My darling Jason, I know you've told me a thousand times that you and I are finished, and I KNOW that it's my fault. I cheated on you, I flew into jealous rages and physically attacked you every time you even just stroked Cleo, and I admit that I spent your money on trivial things - like the £1,000 pounds I spent on 'Polyfilla' to cover the cracks in my face.

But I LOVE you Jason - I'm a 'Nobody' who is obsessed with being 'Somebody' and I never thought that I could find a 'meal ticket' as soft as you; someone who had local fame and 'kudos'. Someone who I could cling to and bask in his 'reflected Glory'.

Anyway Jase, to PROVE my love darling, I have written a song. You have to picture me singing it Country style like Johnny Cash - only my singing voice is much deeper. I HOPE you like it and agree that it shows how much I love you. It's called:

'WON'T SEE ME FOR DUST' (THE BALLAD OF A DEMENTED SLAG)





"Hello, I'm Johnny Cash's sister - Desperate for Cash. Here's a little number called 'Won't See Me For Dust':

I'm standing in front of my mirror
And Lord what a ghastly sight
All I'm wearing is my crusty knickers
The ones I wore on our last night.

Yeah Jase I never change them
On my saggy body they stay
Even though I've kept shagging
At least ten different guy's a day.

They were once pink and pretty
Now they've gone a shade of green
'Cos they're fuller of dead semen
Than a sunken submarine.

But that ain't the only thing
There's dead skin cells too
And I ain't a gonna change 'em Jase
Until I'm back with you.

But I woke up this morning
And I let out a scream
I had a fecking nightmare
A mother of a dream.

I dreamt you'd said you'd meet me
OK - I forced you to agree
And I spent 2 days getting ready
So I looked as good as I could be.

I put on 10 lbs of foundation
25 lbs of hair weave
(But just in case that failed Jase
I'd a knife right up my sleeve.)

I put 60 tins of talc inside my knickers
(My best friend said I must)
Then I dropped 'em when I met you
And you couldn't see me for the dust.

Before that dust had even settled
Jase, I guess that I just knew
That my reunion hopes had gone
An' so were fecking you.

I gotta blame my knickers
For making my dreams toast
'Cos covered in dead sperm 'n talc
I looked as scary as a ghost.

Yeah, I put 60 tins of talc inside my knickers
(My best friend said I must)
Then I dropped 'em when I met you
And you couldn't see me for the dust.

Yeah, You couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.

"An' most people say that ole dust is just one mother fecking BLESSING boy"

MAKE TOXIC BITCH CHARLIE CHANGE HER FECKING CRUSTY, FUSTY, DUSTY 'OLE KNICKERS

[Kazanne]

Originally Posted by kirklancaster

"My darling Jason, I know you've told me a thousand times that you and I are finished, and I KNOW that it's my fault. I cheated on you, I flew into jealous rages and physically attacked you every time you even just stroked Cleo, and I admit that I spent your money on trivial things - like the £1,000 pounds I spent on 'Polyfilla' to cover the cracks in my face.

But I LOVE you Jason - I'm a 'Nobody' who is obsessed with being 'Somebody' and I never thought that I could find a 'meal ticket' as soft as you; someone who had local fame and 'kudos'. Someone who I could cling to and bask in his 'reflected Glory'.

Anyway Jase, to PROVE my love darling, I have written a song. You have to picture me singing it Country style like Johnny Cash - only my singing voice is much deeper. I HOPE you like it and agree that it shows how much I love you. It's called:

'WON'T SEE ME FOR DUST' (THE BALLAD OF A DEMENTED SLAG)





"Hello, I'm Johnny Cash's sister - Desperate for Cash. Here's a little number called 'Won't See Me For Dust':

I'm standing in front of my mirror
And Lord what a ghastly sight
All I'm wearing is my crusty knickers
The ones I wore on our last night.

Yeah Jase I never change them
On my saggy body they stay
Even though I've kept shagging
At least ten different guy's a day.

They were once pink and pretty
Now they've gone a shade of green
'Cos they're fuller of dead semen
Than a sunken submarine.

But that ain't the only thing
There's dead skin cells too
And I ain't a gonna change 'em Jase
Until I'm back with you.

But I woke up this morning
And I let out a scream
I had a fecking nightmare
A mother of a dream.

I dreamt you'd said you'd meet me
OK - I forced you to agree
And I spent 2 days getting ready
So I looked as good as I could be.

I put on 10 lbs of foundation
25 lbs of hair weave
(But just in case that failed Jase
I'd a knife right up my sleeve.)

I put 60 tins of talc inside my knickers
(My best friend said I must)
Then I dropped 'em when I met you
And you couldn't see me for the dust.

Before that dust had even settled
Jase, I guess that I just knew
That my reunion hopes had gone
An' so were fecking you.

I gotta blame my knickers
For making my dreams toast
'Cos covered in dead sperm 'n talc
I looked as scary as a ghost.

Yeah, I put 60 tins of talc inside my knickers
(My best friend said I must)
Then I dropped 'em when I met you
And you couldn't see me for the dust.

Yeah, You couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.

"An' most people say that ole dust is just one mother fecking BLESSING boy"

MAKE TOXIC BITCH CHARLIE CHANGE HER FECKING CRUSTY, FUSTY, DUSTY 'OLE KNICKERS

FANTASTIC Kirk,spot on as always.

[parmnion]

He looked more hurt than relieved when she told him that, it's all a pile of made up ****, so contrived and fake.

[Ellen]

Bet he is sooo glad he kicked her to the curb months ago!

[Jan S]

so you're not a charlie fan, then, kirk? colour me surprised


made me go green at the gills reading that. t'is evil, evil i tell ya!

[Garfie]

Rather harsh but rather funny nonetheless! Each time I think of that talcum powder and those dusty knickers I have to stifle a giggle!

[mr rochester]

White coats arrive - psychiatrists section
The broiler who just cannot deal with rejection
It's painful to watch and we couldn't want more
Than for her and her weaves to back out of the door
The dust (when it settles) can then be slapped back
On her mug, with some concrete, a stiffer face-pack
Is just what's prescribed for a grimace more taught
Than the skin of a drum. And who would have thought
She would ever imagine persistence like this
Would get Bonehead back? So let's give an air kiss
And say farewell to Charlie now in a straight jacket
Sectioned, forgotten with no big pay packet...

[hot2go]

[QUOTE=kirklancaster;8848718]"My darling Jason, I know you've told me a thousand times that you and I are finished, and I KNOW that it's my fault. I cheated on you, I flew into jealous rages and physically attacked you every time you even just stroked Cleo, and I admit that I spent your money on trivial things - like the £1,000 pounds I spent on 'Polyfilla' to cover the cracks in my face.

But I LOVE you Jason - I'm a 'Nobody' who is obsessed with being 'Somebody' and I never thought that I could find a 'meal ticket' as soft as you; someone who had local fame and 'kudos'. Someone who I could cling to and bask in his 'reflected Glory'.

Anyway Jase, to PROVE my love darling, I have written a song. You have to picture me singing it Country style like Johnny Cash - only my singing voice is much deeper. I HOPE you like it and agree that it shows how much I love you. It's called:

'WON'T SEE ME FOR DUST' (THE BALLAD OF A DEMENTED SLAG)





"Hello, I'm Johnny Cash's sister - Desperate for Cash. Here's a little number called 'Won't See Me For Dust':

I'm standing in front of my mirror
And Lord what a ghastly sight
All I'm wearing is my crusty knickers
The ones I wore on our last night.

Yeah Jase I never change them
On my saggy body they stay
Even though I've kept shagging
At least ten different guy's a day.

They were once pink and pretty
Now they've gone a shade of green
'Cos they're fuller of dead semen
Than a sunken submarine.

But that ain't the only thing
There's dead skin cells too
And I ain't a gonna change 'em Jase
Until I'm back with you.

But I woke up this morning
And I let out a scream
I had a fecking nightmare
A mother of a dream.

I dreamt you'd said you'd meet me
OK - I forced you to agree
And I spent 2 days getting ready
So I looked as good as I could be.

I put on 10 lbs of foundation
25 lbs of hair weave
(But just in case that failed Jase
I'd a knife right up my sleeve.)

I put 60 tins of talc inside my knickers
(My best friend said I must)
Then I dropped 'em when I met you
And you couldn't see me for the dust.

Before that dust had even settled
Jase, I guess that I just knew
That my reunion hopes had gone
An' so were fecking you.

I gotta blame my knickers
For making my dreams toast
'Cos covered in dead sperm 'n talc
I looked as scary as a ghost.

Yeah, I put 60 tins of talc inside my knickers
(My best friend said I must)
Then I dropped 'em when I met you
And you couldn't see me for the dust.

Yeah, You couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.

"An' most people say that ole dust is just one mother fecking BLESSING boy"

MAKE TOXIC BITCH CHARLIE CHANGE HER FECKING CRUSTY, FUSTY, DUSTY 'OLE KNICKERS

[/QUOTE

You always see the good in people Kirk, , I love that you have some complete faith that she actually wears any

[Daffodil]

So kirklancaster, do you feel like a better person than Charlie for writing that?

[kirklancaster]

Originally Posted by Daffodil

So kirklancaster, do you feel like a better person than Charlie for writing that?

Yep - Most definitely. I wrote that firmly tongue-in-cheek, though in line with a lot of the cruel anti-Jason posts on here.

And, it is on a forum, not said DIRECTLY to the desperate bunny boiler's ugly face - unlike her vicious, malicious, unwarranted vile attack on poor Jason, who had not the right to reply because BB imposed time constraints upon him - not that he would have said to her what he SHOULD have said, because he is too much of a gent for that.

I, on the other hand, have NO such time constraints, and I am only a gent to decent, honest, moral women who deserve treating with chivalry, but desperate, vindictive, self-confessed violent, self-confessed serial cheat, stalker Charlie, does not qualify as such in my estimation - unfortunately.

Apart from the above Daffodil, I'm stuck for an answer.

While I think of one, why don't you trawl these threads and remonstrate with any posters who have been cruel in their comments of Jason or Andy?

[kirklancaster]

[QUOTE=hot2go;8848886]

Originally Posted by kirklancaster

"My darling Jason, I know you've told me a thousand times that you and I are finished, and I KNOW that it's my fault. I cheated on you, I flew into jealous rages and physically attacked you every time you even just stroked Cleo, and I admit that I spent your money on trivial things - like the £1,000 pounds I spent on 'Polyfilla' to cover the cracks in my face.

But I LOVE you Jason - I'm a 'Nobody' who is obsessed with being 'Somebody' and I never thought that I could find a 'meal ticket' as soft as you; someone who had local fame and 'kudos'. Someone who I could cling to and bask in his 'reflected Glory'.

Anyway Jase, to PROVE my love darling, I have written a song. You have to picture me singing it Country style like Johnny Cash - only my singing voice is much deeper. I HOPE you like it and agree that it shows how much I love you. It's called:

'WON'T SEE ME FOR DUST' (THE BALLAD OF A DEMENTED SLAG)





"Hello, I'm Johnny Cash's sister - Desperate for Cash. Here's a little number called 'Won't See Me For Dust':

I'm standing in front of my mirror
And Lord what a ghastly sight
All I'm wearing is my crusty knickers
The ones I wore on our last night.

Yeah Jase I never change them
On my saggy body they stay
Even though I've kept shagging
At least ten different guy's a day.

They were once pink and pretty
Now they've gone a shade of green
'Cos they're fuller of dead semen
Than a sunken submarine.

But that ain't the only thing
There's dead skin cells too
And I ain't a gonna change 'em Jase
Until I'm back with you.

But I woke up this morning
And I let out a scream
I had a fecking nightmare
A mother of a dream.

I dreamt you'd said you'd meet me
OK - I forced you to agree
And I spent 2 days getting ready
So I looked as good as I could be.

I put on 10 lbs of foundation
25 lbs of hair weave
(But just in case that failed Jase
I'd a knife right up my sleeve.)

I put 60 tins of talc inside my knickers
(My best friend said I must)
Then I dropped 'em when I met you
And you couldn't see me for the dust.

Before that dust had even settled
Jase, I guess that I just knew
That my reunion hopes had gone
An' so were fecking you.

I gotta blame my knickers
For making my dreams toast
'Cos covered in dead sperm 'n talc
I looked as scary as a ghost.

Yeah, I put 60 tins of talc inside my knickers
(My best friend said I must)
Then I dropped 'em when I met you
And you couldn't see me for the dust.

Yeah, You couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.
Couldn't see me for the dust.

"An' most people say that ole dust is just one mother fecking BLESSING boy"

MAKE TOXIC BITCH CHARLIE CHANGE HER FECKING CRUSTY, FUSTY, DUSTY 'OLE KNICKERS

[/QUOTE

You always see the good in people Kirk, , I love that you have some complete faith that she actually wears any

I think our sense of humour jells well H2G.

[hot2go]

Good job she was in the others house to begin with...if she'd turned to dust in the first two weeks Marco would have hoovered up off the table ..bless him

[kirklancaster]

Originally Posted by hot2go

Good job she was in the others house to begin with...if she'd turned to dust in the first two weeks Marco would have hoovered up off the table ..bless him

[Patricia4]

She will be up Jason's butt when he get's out she is one evil bitch.

[Vanessa]

Originally Posted by Patricia4

She will be up Jason's butt when he get's out she is one evil bitch.

He will have so many ladies after him when he gets out Charlie will be fuming

[kirklancaster]

Originally Posted by Patricia4

She will be up Jason's butt when he get's out she is one evil bitch.

You said it Patricia, and right on both points.

[Ellen]

Originally Posted by Patricia4

She will be up Jason's butt when he get's out she is one evil bitch.

Yep, she is not going to let it go.

[hot2go]

Some people on here would think Charlie is funny if she turned up in a Myra Hindley mask wearing a coat made out of kitten fur.

[Patricia4]

Originally Posted by Vanessa

He will have so many ladies after him when he gets out Charlie will be fuming

[Jordan.]

She well and truly kicked him to the curb. A strong independant woman

[Pete.]

I'm ready for Charlie's Lemonade

[-Sue-]

charlie hasn't changed much..same foul mouthed eejit she always was although may have had another layer of fake tan and make-up trowlled on

[hot2go]

Originally Posted by -Sue-

charlie hasn't changed much..same foul mouthed eejit she always was although may have had another layer of fake tan and make-up trowlled on

Must admit Sue, I've seen her look worse

[parmnion]

We all know Jason's butt got hurt when Charley told him there was no way they had any future together.. That and only that sent the vile thug on his childish wrecking spree.

[-Sue-]

Originally Posted by parmnion

We all know Jason's butt got hurt when Charley told him there was no way they had any future together.. That and only that sent the vile thug on his childish wrecking spree.

I think you may be confusing that with relief but he can't say that outloud to her as she knows where he lives **eek*



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