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You tube won't let me post my review..tis too long. Anyway, this is it.

Ping pong..pfft. I Doubt that fat c*nt could even lift the paddle without wheezing blood. I can just picture it now..Industrial cranes working as puppet masters, buckling like the limbs of a dying willow tree, as they try perilously to support those stretch-marked bingo wings long enough to get a rally going. Or to shovel blocks of anchor butter down her neck.

She does have a neck, right?

I must admit, the thought did cross my mind that perhaps it was a song about playing Rockstar's table tennis on the Xbox360. Until, that is, I remembered this b*tch has dildos for fingers and all the dexterity of a killer whale on a four day smack blow-out.

F*ck me, watching this chubby gravy bleeder mash away at the wireless controller would be akin to a hippo trying to wire a light socket. Maybe if microsoft made the buttons the size of dinner plates, even tractor tyres..and issued the gamer with a peanut chunky, dispensed every time they score a point..marshmallow man in drag here would be kicking all our asses on xbox live.

In fact, I doubt she'd even see the light of day again..unless of course, she's already tried entering a lift or a tube train.

As for the song..ever wondered why all those statues used to weep. I guess the f*ckers knew what's coming.