Dismal Pillock
Simon Poidevin (60)
Google Infomercial:
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So, if you’re on the ship and reading this then bust out those wallets and purses you stingy old rich wankers and get fucken shopping! Your life could depend upon it!
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Dead? Alive? Give the simpering sook a poke with this pronged thingie and find out.
50 bucks. O.N.O.
Decontamination Unit and adjacent paddling pool.
10 bucks.
Portable DJ rig. For entertaining dying passengers. The loud music also serves to help drown out the last breathless cries for help from really completely fucked-up passengers.
Free. (it sounds like shit.)
Want to cop a feel of some half-dead old biddy? Slip on this Doc’s robe and you’ve got the perfect alibi.
10 bucks. Ya pervy bastard.
Alleviate the misery of the surrounding death and despair by having a huff on this laughing gaHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
50,000 bucks. O.N.OHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
“Penetration team?” You’d be a rude pervy fucker!
WE ARE THE GUNSTON SS CORONAVIRUS UNIT 731 CLEAN-UP CREW.
Gidday valued passengers.
When the Unit 731 boys recently commandeering your SS Coronavirus cruise ship in Yokohama Bay https://spraguedawley.com/japanese-wartime-unit-731-doctors-commandeer-virus-stricken-cruise-ship/ they needed someone to clean up the mess of distended limbs and howling experimental fuckups and that’s when they called in the best name in the clean-up business: GUNSTON.
So, if you’re on the ship and reading this then bust out those wallets and purses you stingy old rich wankers and get fucken shopping! Your life could depend upon it!
BUY OUR SHIT!
Dead? Alive? Give the simpering sook a poke with this pronged thingie and find out.
50 bucks. O.N.O.
Decontamination Unit and adjacent paddling pool.
10 bucks.
Portable DJ rig. For entertaining dying passengers. The loud music also serves to help drown out the last breathless cries for help from really completely fucked-up passengers.
Free. (it sounds like shit.)
Want to cop a feel of some half-dead old biddy? Slip on this Doc’s robe and you’ve got the perfect alibi.
10 bucks. Ya pervy bastard.
Alleviate the misery of the surrounding death and despair by having a huff on this laughing gaHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
50,000 bucks. O.N.OHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
“Penetration team?” You’d be a rude pervy fucker!