The Little Ginge

Charlie your a joke man, like wrestling ill hit you with a body slam. You don't even have a working console, you wear dead creps, your shoes have no sole. I'll take both your exes and have a threesome, your in debt you can't pay a ransome. Your just a little ginge, you've always had a dead trim, so where the fuck is your fringe. Gingers have no souls, why you here, you like boys bumholes. Charlie King is just a little prick all he does is sit on boys dicks. you smoke fake fags on a daily, your life has flopped more than Tom Dailey. we know you love to sniff, now this is over I've smoked you in my spliff.