
Well everyone has been talking about it the whys and the what they should do now. At the footy John Terry was the topic..who cares, why are we surprised that some dumb fuck footballer with more money than sense cant keep his dick in his trousers. I think the sad thing is his wife seems to be the living embodiment of a door mat. Take him to the cleaners, cut up all his ghastly, bad taste, over priced clothes. Pour acid in his aftershave, over the bonnet of his car and anywhere else you fancy. Just do something other than simper and take him back. As you can tell I am not to be double crossed in love. I don´t care about Asley Cole, or Vernon (we all thought he was so nice) Kay. But I do vaguely care about the partners of these pathetic men, well more precisely I care about the message they send out to other women. Just empty their bank accounts and dump them.


