Mox nix my friend, it matters not a jot
that now there is to be three of us,
you need to leave to find your stupid sorry self.
Oh there you are, you pathetic little stupid scrote,
crawling back beneath that rock from whence you came.
Shame on you for running scared, but what the heck,
at least I really know you now. So sod off, go forth and multiply,
spread you wimpish genes make other little baby boys who cry like you,
little wimps like you who run scared when the going gets a little tough.
I shall bear the child the boy and call him George
and raise him good and kind and strong,
he will become a man finessed with fairplay & fortitude,
something your parents never did with you.
So mox nix my friend, sod off and ne’er come back
for I’ll be glad to see the back of you.
Shay at Real Toads asks us to write using (one of five) foreign words/phrases that have become an accepted part of the English language. One of these is Mox Nix which is a bastardiasation of the German “Es macht nichts” used by American GI’s in WWII Europe to mean “It doesn’t matter” or “It makes no difference” and some of them brought the phrase home with them.
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