A whole country, wd us.
and Adidas.
Why not? After all, we've been and dumped on our greatest ever manager, let's do a bit more dumping, and while we're at it, let's buy a load of lumbering, clodhopping oafs who wouldn't have been allowed within 5 miles of Colney if Arsene were still on his throne.
Yes, I'm bitter. What of it?
I was only joking about the 'oaves' thing. It's always been a family joke that the plural of oaf should be oaves on the grounds that the plural of loaf is loaves.
Why are you so cross-grained? Are you costive? Would a black draught answer?
Listening to 'The Thirteen Gun Salute' the other day, I was struck by the fact that one of the Marine captains at dinner (all of whom are basically the same in all the books - have you noticed?) told a story about a seaman he thought was being impertinent because when asked where he was from, he kept saying 'Ware'. There's a thing, eh?
I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth. And indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory. This most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.