Theo Hamilton has it easy. Just sits in a computer controlled kit car and has only to keep his foot down and steer the contraption. Anyone could do it. Even an effete gay chap like yourself Ash.Originally Posted by Ash
Lewisham never wants it less than the opposition.
Unless he's sulking.
They have to keep the thing on the island as well as not bumping into the other fellows. They also have a million settings and buttons on the steering wheel to master. And then there are all the G forces. Every time you go round a corner at 130mph your internals are trying to carry on in a straight line. This happens every few seconds for an hour and a half. You need to be in good shape.
And you're the one who has frothy milk in his coffee.
Milky coffee is a definite sign of a shirtlifter, a. You are quite correct. Real men have grown out of milky coffee by the time they hit their 20s.
Nonsense b. The truest sign of a chutney ferret, is a chap who, upon discovering he has a flat tyre, calls the AA and makes himself pretty while awaiting the mechanic's arrival, then blushes and pouts coquettishly at the fellow while he is about his task.
It's called a Latte now B.
Just sounds better as it is foreign. Bit like Wenger really.
The real man's drink is the Americano. Iced, cold as Valley Forge.
Have you been reading Raymond Chandler again, e?
"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."
Or Niall Quinn
"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."
He's a fúcking díck.Or Niall Quinn
He is beautifully spoken, imo.
"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."
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