Game time

Don’t you try and belittle me.

I’m not your sausage, I’m 23′

I see you as you are, as I was warned from other chatters. We know that Sairs is all that matters.

It’s the mizzy show, change the channel love, this stuff is worst than Eastenders.

Mizzy moaning, groaning all night, having a pop at guest’s, is this what she does best?

Even Mizzy…[Read more]

Sairs has now attacked my poetry.

She has sent me threatening PM messages, saying how her ip addresses can’t be tracked.

We all know she is a troll. So she can do poetry but I can’t, when did poetry become a crime.

Again in PM she was attacking Rusty and Kagsy.

So silly, so so stupid. Why can’t she just apologise?

Ok, I challenge you to an Eminem style battle.

Come give it what you’ve got, like we live in Seattle.

Or down town Detriot if you like it more dirty; Why do you think KAGS and Rusty are so flirty?

How many trolls can one person be, who knows, maybe gametime is even me?

Maybe I’m on one, I’m pissed and confused, May be I can spot people that…[Read more]

Hey, what’s wrong, why all the hate.

Sairs, just say sorry and let’s wipe the slate.

Say sorry to all you’ve abused, as you know you’ve been accused; of some hate crime, dam this shit is so serious I can’t make it ryme, Sairs I think it’s time.

This poem is called. Sairs is like a dirty nappy

Sairs how are  you? Fancy…[Read more]

This poem is called the story of Sairs.

I don’t know you guys well, but I do hope you’ll tell, the story of Sairs.

from what I can see you come in fighting  pairs. In one corner, we have rusty and Kags, I’m quite sure that they’re not actually slags, as mizzy has stated, why is she so keen to get these two slated?

It’s obvious that she…[Read more]