It has a soft spot for Jambo as well, just as Hitsticle did.
Most likely - both have at least four bollocks between them.
Swordid seems convinced that it can make Jambo see the error of his ways...turning him into an ordinary, decent human being.
Whenever Jambo runs out of dodges to simple yet pertinent questions, the first thing he reaches for is his pocket chess set.
It has a little demo it plays when you turn it on: '
DA-DA-DA, dum-dum-tum, wah-wee - today iz gonna-be duh day-dat-day didn't flah-plah-palooo...'
Except it isn't really a pocket chess set - it's a Sony walkman from 1982 playing a BASF C90 cassette tape of The Bangles playing the 12'' version of 'Just Another Manic Monday' and anything by The Pet Shop Boys first six albums.
That'll never happen though...for Jambo it's a case of "my way or the highway", and that's not going to change any time soon - if ever.
He's a fucking moron. He has
nothing. He hasn't had anything nor will he have anything bar a few sink-hole type items of obscure origin that he uses to drag people under. And loads of them fall for it. In a way I kind of admire that aspect of Jambo's usefulness. Even if only momentarily. But it's the fact that he has no idea either way is still the belly-laugh of the day. Whenever things get too heated, he wheels out the chess board.
It's like a self-defence mechanism he uses to feel better about himself when he watches youtube videos of patchy-goolie or whatever her name is.
One day he'll be just as smart as she is.
Even if she's only seven and he's pushing sixty.
Be careful of adult males who fixate on both sexes of children - especially the gifted AND problem types.
To sinister fuckers like Jambo, children are the last refuge: it's down to his Ma dying when he was young. His Da had to bring him up, and his Da was clearly an alcoholic with a violent temperament. So it's not Jambo's fault. Life hasn't been kind to him, and you can see it in how he's ALWAYS seeking out the Shitstick. Ever noticed that? And the way he speaks to her about his love for her? See, he probably 'knows' her real name. Or some version of the fat slag's identity. Being the Ma of a feral child herself (her teen son was done for shoplifting to order items) she knows how malleable Jambo is at a glance. After that he's putty.
Jambo HATES strong women.
Slags?
Fat Slags?
Ugly and fat slags?
Hell, yeah - he can't get enough of that shit.
It's easy to spot 'an angry young' in the most modern terms by how they interact with the opposite sex when online.
Jambo's always looking for a new 'Mammy' like Irish Nigerians seek out a fat slag they can plant on the first date.
But there it is - Jambo and his new 'Ma' - the Shitstick.
It's inter-fucking-net poetry I tells ye.