I tell you what, you leather faced wrinkly alcoholic bastard. Call us out when you are not fuelled with alcohol. You rancid piss smelling tramp. Have the cheek to sit there calling people out but will sit spewing on live then lie in it. Mocks people for whatever trauma they are going through and gives platforms to the wrong people. Happy Father’s Day to your dad, he’s not really dead, he fed off away from you
