I do wonder what CANKLES makes of what’s happening in Blighty at the moment, and the Olympics opening ceremony, and transgender boxers, and Smallman’s shirt, and all the other key issues of the day!

    I have some questions please thank you

    Who is Cankles?

    Was this CleanPrussianRugs?

    Were all of these people Flares?

    What happened?

    Whatever was the whole story with Flares anyway?

    Thank you please

      Everyone is flares except Ed. This place is basically the Truman show.

      He must watching in the background clutching his tinckle, dying to unleash his venom but his ego won’t allow him.

      NasserAlazzawi Whatever was the whole story with Flares anyway?

      This will take your breath away: Flares is a bigger cunt than Hugo.

        10 days later

        Some quality uppercuts there 😂

        a month later

        Nearly a year since Cankles left us.

        Cankles, if you’re out there….

        You’re an absolute fucking idiot!

        12 days later

        CANKS reading all the P Diddy news…

        Confirmed sighting in this vid @ 27mins in

        • erik replied to this.

          Hursty the amount decorators charge you’d think he could afford a van 😂

            2 months later

            [Verse 1]
            Oh, Cankles McJeggings, the Leeds fan king,
            With ankles as thick as logs.
            In Adidas trainers, he makes them sing,
            While the Gardens shake with his clogs.

            [Chorus]
            Cankles! (Cankles!) McJeggings! (McJeggings!)
            “Let’s Beuk” pumps loud in his ears!
            With Dulux beats and hammer treats,
            He’s the man all the nonces fear!

            [Verse 2]
            When Bealio sneaks through the flowerbed,
            Cankles hears the bassline stop.
            He cranks up the tune, his hammer swings,
            And Bealio’s MFI furniture drops.

            [Chorus]
            Cankles! (Cankles!) McJeggings! (McJeggings!)
            Grooving while nonces flee!
            His ankles may jiggle, but justice will wiggle,
            To Dulux Connection’s beats!

            [Bridge]
            “Oh, Bealio mate, your time is done!”
            Cankles yells with aplomb.
            He stomps to the rhythm, his hammer’s won,
            And the Gardens cheer for him on!

            [Verse 3]
            From tulips to ponds, his stomping ground,
            Is a rave of justice and might.
            With “Let’s Beuk” blasting, his moves astound,
            As he hammers wrongs to right.