Oh dear, well at least I'm not going to impose the limits of my humour on him in true Uncle Albert style
You've been negrepping me for months on end without a hoot from me and as soon as I do it to you start the sulky act again. Twat.
But I'm not quite pathetic enough to go searching on someone's username to systematically neg them as much as I can. Cunt.
The sad thing is that I already have his babies but he refuses a paternity test on the mail order sperm I got during his "poor university stage". He said he needed the money and I needed the man juice. Oh chuppy babe when will you see that our children are important?
But "twat" is a term of endearment. Don't flatter yourself. There is nothing about you worth taking seriously.
I do bet your respective girls would pay good money if you'd just settle this in a boxing ring filled with tapioca.
Personally I'd rather just take Mrs. Albert from behind in a threesome with my girl and leave UA on his own with a stack of playboy and a crate of Kleenex. Then ago, poor bean might get a bit sore taking out all that anger.
Oh, you'd be very surprised what a creative lawyer could put in a liability waiver to act to his advantage. You're better off just goading him into the first punch and hoping it all settles out in the end. But really, you're better off with the tapioca fight. Mrs. A. might kill you by sexual exhaustion afterwards, but that's a risk you just have to take.