By Stanley Collymore
Intelligent and clearly sensible people
as apart from the literally, cynically
manipulated, utterly dim-witted,
intellectually challenged; the evidently
so overtly gullible; rabid white Karens,
likewise dim, male azoospermiacs and
similarly too their rather undoubtedly
evidently indoctrinated, and routinely
cuckolded prat gammon counterparts
instantly realize that this so blatantly,
literally characteristically, so low-life
attention seeking tart was ostensibly,
basically, nowt more, than someone,
who was actually, discernibly, easily
available for an easy, advantageous
fuck; and naturally, distinctively so,
very obviously with Harry Windsor
because of his crucially, influential
social and tranparent, monarchical
connections. An essential question:
was Sasha Walpole, a virgin before
she shagged Harry? Is she likewise
readily going to disclose who those
very handy, prick-impregnators, if
any, of herself effectively were, or
are they of rather low esteem and
consequently, not at all connected
to the UK's often regarded as, and
equally customarily too generally
recognized, as the country's elite;
or more effectively its monarchy;
and put bluntly, clearly distinctly
outside of these two evident elite
parameters, occasioning nobody
of intelligence, to actually give a
fuck about this white Karen tart
or who she'd fervently, shagged
with; as irrefutably this kind of
rabid lowlife and too licentious
conduct is really commonplace
throughout a bastardy infested
Britain! So possibly, while then
perhaps a casual acquaintance
of Harry's at best plainly Sasha
Walpole was not in the least at
all what any sensible and very
logical person would basically
categorize as any friend much
less so a quite genuinely, close
one, or else we all would have
crucially seen her in lots more
photos, than just that car park
one at the derriere of the pub.
© Stanley V. Collymore
11 February 2023.
Author's Remarks:
"Where ignorance is bliss, Tis folly to be wise."
No comments:
Post a Comment