adventures in sexism

are you trying to piss off Brandi?

Do you want to die? That is the primary question in Our mind(s) when boys do things like one did yesterday.

We we're trying to get a Screwfix. It weren't workin'. We takes to the door nextdoor, and ask a young lass and her penis for help. Lass, WE KNOW, knows what she's doing and how to get it done. Not so penis possessor.

A younger, perhaps better me, might have started screaming at dickhead. Now, we just wait for them to die.