I call bullshit. Post up the tax map number your your private island.
The fun is watching wargasm reply to the truth when it's posted...Your being a little coy. Tell us how you really feel.
Lol, someone believes Kenny.
You pussed out of your own challenge when "Kenny" accepted it. Every last ounce of your credibility is gone. You are a coward, and everyone knows it now. Cheers, Kennith
Blah,blah,blah Truth hurts doesn't it.... Your a little man who hides behind a e -tough guy personas... What is sad is that all your so called friends send pm's and emails reinforcing the fact your a redneck loser who married his sister at a Land Rover event and really aren't your friends.. one day you'll realize that you don't have any friends and how pitafull and inconsequential what you think is a existence that matters, but in the end(and we're sure you take it the ass) really amounts to nothing more than putting road kill in a box...
Dream on wargasm
He can't dream. If he could, he'd realize that investments and trading are more than enough to support the purchase of a piddly-ass island that nobody else wanted. I dreamed of owning an "ecological preserve". It ain't much of one, but I've achieved that goal; one little place that nobody can touch, even if none of them wanted to touch it in the first place. Cheers, Kennith
Above is proof that Kenny is a dumbass.
...and still no one but the little short fat guy beloved he owns an island.
Should be easy to prove.
Yet, oh so hard at the same time. Liar.
Above is proof that you are a coward, plain and simple.
You type real big, but when it comes down to it you are a liar who bets his life and then runs away. You have no honor.
You're a pussy, a worm, and a yellow belly. You have no value; and as I've noted before, you've shamed your ancestors and descendants; unless cowardice runs in the family. That's always a possibility.
Keep running, and maybe you'll find your own tiny island on which to hide from any threat to your bullshit, because I've got to tell you, Worm, your bullshit doesn't fly anymore.
Cheers,
Kennith