Bubi

I have a blast debating with you, you're so predictable. Now I'm off to the Gasthaus to play Skat, tschüs.

Alright, that's enough, enemies, okay? It's better to have fools as enemies. One last thing, click on my name and you'll see how I was at your age, you'll only dream of being like that. Bye, I won't respond anymore, because I don't feel like lowering myself to your level.

Listen, handsome, I'm a magnificent fifty-year-old, and you, who's always on this site, seem to have little time left for scoring. Instead of going back to insulting, tell me what you think of Maradona, if comment 89 is also bullshit.

Here I am, I'm back; there's nothing on TV. So much love! I see you've taken an interest in me, you even know about Lariana. By the way, if you want, I can ask her to leave a comment on my perversion, so it will be clear that it doesn't come from my house, you'll see. But with the courtship you're giving me, I'm almost tempted to change women and come visit you. If I manage to make it, we’ll meet in an alley, Spaccanapoli, where it meets Piazzetta Nilo, be sure to find me in front of the chapel.

Hi baby, I'm shutting down the computer, feel free to keep going if you want.

Well, I see you've come back to insult, those who love the most are the ones who offend the most. Love isn't beautiful if it's not a bit of a squabble, love isn't love...

But shut up! And don’t talk about mental health, especially you who every time you open your mouth remove any doubt about yours. Bye, I’m signing off, you’ve tired me out.

Perverted chubby, but I can still make you do the Chinese run if I want to. Now get your diaper changed.

You're trying to be funny, but it's not your cup of tea. What do you want from me? I didn't even mention you. He who despises buys, you probably dream of me at night. Bye.

I haven't read the comments but I want to say what I think about Maradona. As a footballer, he’s beyond discussion, but as a man, he’s worthless. In Seoul in '88, he tested positive for ephedrine, more or less he stated that he couldn't care for his natural son born in Italy, he cursed against us Italians during a tennis match, and he hasn't paid taxes here for millions of euros. Basically, he spat in the plate where he ate for years.