Bill Carr

I've already reported you. Don't you ever respond to me on here again. You've gone on ignore. And by the fucking way, next time you see me in Tesco just pretend I'm dead.

f**k OFF YOU FUCKING SMEGMA FUCKING FUCKER

Well done, mate. Know you've been going for this for a long time, really proud of you bro.

I hope you get a chalk penis drawn on your back

I hope you get beaten up by a couple of American children on live TV

I hope your lip is nearly taken off by a hand fan

I hope you forget your fungal foot powder

I hope your TV production company goes into liquidation

I hope your car has some rude daubings spray-painted on the side of it

I hope you pierce your foot through a spike

I hope a monkey steals your duty-free cigarettes

I hope your wife leaves you for a fitness instructor

I hope you pull a girl with a hairy vager

I hope you fall through a bar like Del Boy from Only fools and horses

I hope you are impotent

I hope your wife develops a blue waffle

I hope your son comes out as gay

I hope you're trapped by a cow and are unable to masturbate to televised pornography

I hope you get shot with an air rifle by an American rapper named Fur-Q

I hope your copy of the Spy who loved me is taped over by America's strongest man

I hope you cut yourself shaving

I hope your car fails its MOT

I hope the next time you buy a pack of Revels they're al coffee flavoured

I hope you wake up tomorrow to find no socks in your drawer.

I hope the next time you turn your Xbox on the lights flash red