He declared war on me while I lived in one of the most anti-war, anti-racist homes in the UK.
So as his failure fast approaches, perhaps he should think about a surveillance network of his ugly talentless shitsack of a son Garth in his own house shagging his wife. But Garth won't mind. He likes tweeting hard-core porn, even on his beloved daughter's 2nd birthday!
I didn't declare war on them. They declared war on me: spying; hacking; burgling; mocking. That is the true Ickes. They are not warriors from the ether. They are crooks masquerading as freedom fighters.
And as I continue to request: if I'm wrong then take me to court.
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