When Will Grammour Boy Be Found Dead After ODing?

[Gagh]

Let's face it. The kid has nothing in his life. Not a sausage. Bugger all. As far as a human life goes, Grammour Boy is the gray-shaded Vanilla. The Zeppo Marx of Human Dignity. The hanger on.

Even breathing is a laboured affair for a worthless sack of shit, when the sack has spring several leaks through apathy at bearing the burden of so much shit.

So, just when will a concerned Neighbour call the police, who upon breaking into Grammour Boy's sparsely decorated apartment, will find his bloated body face down on the keyboard (keys 'C', 'U', 'N' & 'T' will 'pop' when the body is lifted, stuck to the face via decay), his trousers around his ankles, and copy of 'Red Admiral Weekly' stuck to his gaseously bloated right mitt?

 

[Conchaga]

This should be a 'see who voted' poll.

 

[Gagh]

Nah,

 

[Sarek]

I had to opt for the "Grammour Boy is a cunt." option. It's the only tangible certainty of the poll options.

 

[Grammour Boy]

Red Admiral Weekly...what a fine piece of journalism!!

(That reminds me: my subscription is due for renewal.)

 

[Elrod Jericoho]

never. this 12 year old twat wouldn't have the first clue where to score drugs

 

[Henoch]

i weep for the abuse heaped upon GB.

 

[Grammour Boy]

i weep for the abuse heaped upon GB.

It's a sign of my utter pwnage of the abuser.

 

[Tyrant]

Oh, shut up.

 

[Sarek]

^knock it off. Telling someone to shut up is rude.

 

[Henoch]

KISS MY GAY ASS SAREK!!!

 

[Dr Dave]

Voted for 2-3 months

 

[Sarek]

KISS MY GAY ASS SAREK!!!

Shut the fuck up Henoch.

 

[Dr Dave]

Is Henoch constipated again?

 

[Conchaga]

unfortunately, he's not dead yet.

 

[I Love Cunt]

Nor now even.

 

[jack]

I voted!

 

[Gagh]

Good man.

 

[Lilac]

I must have voted. Can't be arsed to remember.