http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2017...l-16-ramsgate/
Yes, nothing like that has ever happened in London. Yes.Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
That's the point, thicko. I'd be moving there to get away from the Allans.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Where did you think Ramsgate is, in the mountains of north Wales? Dumb ****.Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
Well having been there recently I can vouch for the fact that it's sufficiently out the way for there to be a pleasing lack of coloureds, too.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
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Originally Posted by Monty92
Until you turn up and ruin that. You're better off in London where you blend better imo
I'm moving to Margate tomorrow - starting an MA in WW1 studies in Kent. Haven't been there yet, the glw has been sorting out the cottage.Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
Is it a **** hole down that way?
But surely, The cotswolds and places like Dorset and Cornwall are your best bets here m. I recall visiting a couple of years back and t'was if I'd woken up in an Enid Blyton style parallel universe.Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
Hopefully he can move somewhere without internetQuote:
Originally Posted by 7sisters
You'll never be safe from the Allans no matter where you go, Monty. You need to get your head around that.
They are all child molesting, women abusing, kaffir slaughtering animals and one look at your nose and you and yours will be their target and no mistake.
Worse, some of them even want Wenger out. :nod: :yikes:
The place smells of cabbages, g. That's the extent of industrial endeavour on the Isle of Thanet: growing cabbages.Quote:
Originally Posted by Ganpati's Goonerz--AFC's Aboriginal Fertility Cult
On the other hand, the deserted amusement arcades, groups of unemployed youths and crumbling infrastructure look lovely in the drizzle.
Oooh, feisty.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Quite the contrarian today.
He said something terrible to me once in 2005, sw. Every time I abuse him my heart sings.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
I suspect he is hungover or perhaps peeved at the lack of quality and competition on show in the Champions League last night. Or perhaps just how much of a **** Robert Lewandowski isQuote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
I admire a man who holds grudges.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
I didn't watch a lot of it save to laugh at Celtic every now and then.Quote:
Originally Posted by Luis Anaconda
How I chuckled at Brendan Rogers on the way home as he stated he expected the unique atmosphere and cauldron like intimidation of Celtic Park to influence the game. Of course these players have never played at such a ground.
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Says the man who keeps lists of grudges.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
I didn't have a drink last night, la. Well, half a bottle of wine with dinner, but that doesn't count, does it?Quote:
Originally Posted by Luis Anaconda
The glw asked me if I was ill. :-(
It's my Irish heritage, sw.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
I have a cousin I haven't spoken to since he questioned the quality of the available whisky at my mother's funeral 10 years ago.
How shocking - I was at a 40th birthday party. There was a free keg of beer bought by the birthday boy. We finished that and the stupid ******* bought another one :lager: :lager: :lager: :headhurts:Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
The pub I was in had four games on - can quite honestly say I watched hardly any of them. Save to look up and call Lewandowski a **** every now and then - and laugh at CelticQuote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
Well surely he didn't expect you to waste the good stuff on the Irish, did he?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
He spent the afternoon pouring Glenmorangie down his neck like it was Guinness and then sidled up to me, and in a confidential tone, said, "Seriously, where's de good stuff?"Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
I held back from the sensible response (didn't knock him out).
He was probably hoping for a bottle of Paddy, poor chap. :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C