“And no, I was not crossing myself. I stopped believing in God a week after you joined the team. That was Gabarrini…”
September 21st, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, I’m not sure I know how to make the Aragon race “sexy as a Mamba in red leather
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“It is like watching the perro loco put the teeth to his own leg before the villagers kill him with rocks so he does not bite their children. Ha ha!”
September 10th, 2018 | by Boris
Ola, Old Mango! I have been watching you try and throw your destruido Ducati off a bridge all night. You
“Davidoso was sitting in a puddle of his own girl-water the whole time we were being interviewed. Each time I would speak, more smelly liquid would gush from his wilted she-parts.”
September 7th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Gigi, I hate this stupid San Misanogellorino e della Riviera i Riminininini very much. There is too much of
“The stupid Englandian water-gravy that falls from the stupid Englandian curry-sky on the stupid Englandian Silverstone rice-field is like the milk of the Mamba’s mother to the Mamba”
August 27th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Gigi, Why did the stupid Englandian cowards build this dam where before was the stupid Silverstone? Last time I
“Have you smelled Vinales lately? He pongs like a Manchester bog-slag getting her vodkas on in the laneway out the back of the club she’s just been tossed out of.”
August 24th, 2018 | by Boris
Hey, Spanish Mango, You’re in my house now, you fat-cheeked knob-tosser. My house. Well, not my house where I live
“You are like the struggling soup-chicken. You are terminado! Your old Tavullian bones cannot handle the fire I bring to the track. I pass like the sex-grease through the broken anus of the losers.”
August 13th, 2018 | by Boris
Yellow Puta, Behold the Mamba! Behold the glistening thrust of my thrusting thrust! Know that I am, now and forever
“The criminal Redding is busily ruining the Keke Challenge. He is so stupid he can’t even Internet Meme…”
August 2nd, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, Was that really necessary? I know we don’t have all that much time left together but sending everyone
“What will the Clinica Mobile now do with all those plastic dwarf collarbones it has bought in bulk to replace the ones you turn into powder every third race?”
July 13th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Dwarf Puta, I have not given you permission to retire. How can you possibly imagine I would? Of course
“But then I see what you did to the Dinosaurio Amarillo. You brake in front of him and he runs into you BAM! And almost you both die. Ha ha!”
July 2nd, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Old Mumbu, That was a great race, huh? Of course, I make the very good win because I am
“In 2021, I shall go to Suzuki for one year and let them taste the salty drops of victory that will drip from my pants-hammer like the tears of the Magdalena…”
June 29th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Dwarf Puta, You have probably heard by now – if noise carries that far down haha! – that I
