money for a kids birthday/christmas and putting all the responsibility on me to find something to buy. I struggle to think of stuff we should buy him, let alone what every other **** should get him.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
Open him a secret savings account. Continue to pay all gift monies, tooth-fairy moneys, all that shíte into it until he is 18, when you can proudly present him with enough cash to get 3 Ukrainian hookers and 5 grams of charlie with which to correctly celebrate his birthday.