CHARKLES APPRECIATION THREAD

DISCUSS THAT MAN FROM UK

I miss him trying to do a Mexican accent.

i miss charkles and his sexy accent.

Seriously charkles, I can't mock you for having your country ban parks for being snowy or find out whether that knife crime thing is real or a really big joke that the whole country is in on until you get back to vent. Seriously. Moar charkles vent.

perhaps he joined the French foreign legion

You guys wanna know what happened to Charkles? Well I'll tell you. Me and Charkles, both living in the UK, one day decided that we shared some sort of unbreakable bond. As such, we agreed to meet at various British landmarks. The top of Big Ben was breathtaking, the angel of the north was stunning up close, and as we stood admiring the awe-inspiring views of the pennines, he would hold me close and whisper sweet nothings into my ear. On our last trip together, we were visiting that most frightening of attractions - the tower of london. After relieving our collective sexual urges in an abandon cell, there was a faraway knocking. Charkles, being far manlier than I, went to investigate. At the end of a long corridor, there was a door. Bolted from our side, and with hellish noises coming from within. With tentative hands, he slid back the bolt, turned the handle and flung the door open. And there, he beheld a hideous monster! He did the mash. He did the Monster Mash. He did the mash. It was a graveyard smash. He did the mash. It caught on in a flash. He did the mash. He did the monster mash.

Originally Posted by Blitz Volstkjar

You guys wanna know what happened to Charkles? Well I'll tell you. Me and Charkles, both living in the UK, one day decided that we shared some sort of unbreakable bond. As such, we agreed to meet at various British landmarks. The top of Big Ben was breathtaking, the angel of the north was stunning up close, and as we stood admiring the awe-inspiring views of the pennines, he would hold me close and whisper sweet nothings into my ear. On our last trip together, we were visiting that most frightening of attractions - the tower of london. After relieving our collective sexual urges in an abandon cell, there was a faraway knocking. Charkles, being far manlier than I, went to investigate. At the end of a long corridor, there was a door. Bolted from our side, and with hellish noises coming from within. With tentative hands, he slid back the bolt, turned the handle and flung the door open. And there, he beheld a hideous monster! He did the mash. He did the Monster Mash. He did the mash. It was a graveyard smash. He did the mash. It caught on in a flash. He did the mash. He did the monster mash.

Wow, that went from gay to awesome in 60 seconds.

With no Charkles, there's really no point to hanging out with you losers.

aperently people love pythons more then charkles, he has more posts in his topic afterall

no one likes britain it's full of NIGGERS