ty la. Mind you, to be fair, I don't think he was easily mistaken for a ray of sunshine.
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ty la. Mind you, to be fair, I don't think he was easily mistaken for a ray of sunshine.
I’d forgotten that one. I’m sure there’s a version of that with Affe… or maybe I’m thinking of Inselaffe :-(
Austrians call it Steltze, r.
These Austrians are crazy.
**** me. I was at Wembley and Heysel.
What a week that was.
I'm overdue a trip to Schweinshaxestadt!
Writes the theme tune, sings the theme tune.
I might as well not go to bed. It’s almost time for pony breakfast
Yes. He was an unashamed admirer of Stalinism. He asked me in detail about my experiences behind the iron curtain in the 80s and still decided it was all good.
Oh that absolute prick! Jorge. **** me, I could tell you things about that evil ****…
This place attracted some remarkably low scum. Ew, I’m off for another shower just thinking about them.
I think I’d rather we went out. We’re clearly not good enough at this level.
Concentrate on coming second in the league imo.
:hehe: van, aye.
Lols. greg Mitchell. Foul little man. And a coward to boot.
Dutch, yes. But nothing to do with that disgusting individual to whom you refer.
Excuse me! You do realise I’m half Bergkamp, do you? And I once met a waitress who served him.
We’re pretty much family.
Thank God for the Norwegian and his extraordinary teeth.
They’re better than us, but only technically, physically and tactically. So that’s all fine then.
That’s the most lacklustre first 10 minutes I’ve seen from an Arsenal team since about 1978.
Ødegaard seems nice as well. Wholesome. Great teeth.
The sort of bloke you wouldn’t mind boning your daughter.
Ben White. Perma-tanned ponce.
Gabriel. Quite clearly evil.
Jesus. Tom Daley-esque.
I don’t know who that is.
But Kyle Walker… he’s a punchable looking man.
Even if we beat City away :hehe: we’d have to win pretty well all of our other games as well.
Not a chance in hell, p.
I once saw Paul Durkin drinking in a bar in Weymouth when I was spending a weekend at Clive's. Dorset Gooner. What a lovely man.
Clive, not Scholesey's dad.
I know, I know, I feel dirty. But... you know. He does those eye of a needle jobs....
Bergkamp.
There. I've said it.
Liverpool have a collective pair of cojones on them, don’t they?
I’m scared of going to Citeh. We are to be grubbed :-(