Keith couldn’t pay his gambling debts, so Mickey Two Suits ordered Gus and His Mate Mark to saw the arm off while Fat Paul held him down...and now Crazy Linda wears Keith’s ulna in her hair ala Pebbles from The Flintstones

Generally there are two kinds of drinkers:

This...this sentence describes me more perfectly than I have ever been able to describe myself.

I can only imagine there’s a good story there. Like maybe Jason let Fat Paul and the Blonde Bitch in the bar one night because it was slow and the owner wasn’t around. Then the owner showed up to show off his bar to some Ginger he was hoping to bang and got pissed off that Paul and the Blonde were there. He was like…

Ginger Drunk Twat Called Angus is an excellent Kinja burner

Do you think that it might be The Ginger Drunk Twat and her banning was because she called Angus? Because when Angus shows, it tall goes to hell

I’d like to see the banned list at the Star Wars cantina. Pictures, too.

I feel like I’m grown-up Louise, who finds, to her horror, she becomes more and more Linda with every year.

1) I fell a little bit more in love with my boyfriend when he described an English acquaintance of ours as “chavvy”

Yes, that struck me too. Banned and no personality. That’s failure.

All of those names are so colorful, and then there’s Jason.

Haha! my husband is so upset that he’s Gene. but he really is Gene.(I’m Louise, of course!)

The Ginger Chaos Society?

“Danny Miller / Danny Partridge: He’s Back and Fat”

That Blonde Bitch, obvi.

This like one of those tumblr posts where you tag yourself?

Generally there are two kinds of drinkers:

I am just your typical Ginger Drunk

The Ginger Drunk Twat Called Angus would be 100% correct, except that my name is not Angus. Apparently my other half really is out there... *single tear rolls down smiling cheek*

I guess I would be“Gus and his mate Mark” My name is not Gus but i suspect I put off a Gus like aura. And I do have a friend named Mark.