Dickbiscuit

Oh, fuck off, dickbiscuit.

I'm not saying Charlie struts around the place cursing or answering questions like, 'What would you like for lunch?' with a casual, 'Fish fingers and bastard beans, you fucking dickbiscuit.'

'He's an utter wankpuffin, Sloane. A twatbadger, a cockwomble, a dickbiscuit. He is a miserable piece of knobcheese and I hope he spends the rest of his life regretting what he did to you. […]