(2001)
By Stanley Collymore My God! In Kate and William I’ve honestly in all my years never seen any two people more fucking plainly disinterested…
By Stanley Collymore To accuse Black women of the obvious intelligence, manifestly intellectual acumen and clear-cut moral
By Stanley Collymore If asked most people would honestl… dreams some of which are then tran… but whether or not the latter are… far-fetched delusions, in essence…
By Stanley Collymore Death is the only comforter when all else fails and the fury of betrayal could well land
By Stanley Collymore Hi! All you Gammons and racist karens out there; it absolutely literally, doesn’t matter how good Meghan looks or what distinct…
By Stanley Collymore Barbados creditably stands apart a… only other one in the Caribbean or… officially recognized by UNESCO… their population a 100% rate of un…
By Stanley Collymore Neither in my life time nor that o… who are yet to be born, will the v… altruistically giving or in return… compliments as well, as willingly…
By Stanley Collymore Quite ironic really when specifica… considering the rather egregious malevolency very obviously of Europe’s holocaust atrocities and…
Ihre Geburt war nicht geplant, aber alle gleich Ihren sicherlich auf einem Teil deines Vaters, dessen Herz Alles Gute zum Geburtstag Wendy Louise! Erste veröffentlichte vor zwei Jahren ...
By Stanley Collymore The earnest recognition of fifty six years of independence as a distinctly proud, basically well coordinated, and equally also
By Stanley Collymore You know that Donald Trump is desperate when he sends his hooker wife– 20 plus years residence in the
By Stanley Collymore The Daily Mail quite ad nauseum tells those who’re enthused by what it has to say as well as authentically academically qualifi…
By Stanley Collymore That child was capable of a life, that you most callously and very deceitfully deprived it of Carla Foster, and as such y…
By Stanley Collymore Toxic, thoroughly dim-witted, quite verminous scum, also odiously clickbait morons; unless quite racist rags, and dist…
By Stanley Collymore The stormclouds of my chequered life are happily starting to fade away and in their place an aura of quiet optimism