of him, but because he loves those behind him. Let's go Gunners. The only failure is not trying".
He's off, isn't he :-(
Maybe he's having a pop at Wenger on the sly.
03-06-2017, 03:31 PM
redgunamo
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Originally Posted by Burney
Talking of which, when's Monty's next book coming out?
looooooool.
03-06-2017, 03:31 PM
Sir C
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Originally Posted by redgunamo
Always against the grain :-(
That's the final straw.
03-06-2017, 03:31 PM
SWv2
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Originally Posted by Billy Goat Sverige
You think a lot of yourself.
Just breaking the ice BGM. Bit of an awkward opening gambit just messaging somebody with a picture of your mickey. Need something to keep the chat flowing along.
03-06-2017, 03:32 PM
Burney
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Originally Posted by redgunamo
Need to know 'em to avoid 'em, imo. The only social media platform I use is this messageboard.
Unless you count sifting dog**** in the spinney :-\
'Sifting dogshït in the spinney'? Isn't that a Fairport Convention number?
03-06-2017, 03:34 PM
SWv2
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Originally Posted by Pat Vegas
Maybe he's having a pop at Wenger on the sly.
I expect Theo took him to one side and read him the riot act.
"Play the game and support the gaffer or fúck off back to Chile".
03-06-2017, 03:34 PM
Burney
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Originally Posted by SWv2
Just breaking the ice BGM. Bit of an awkward opening gambit just messaging somebody with a picture of your mickey. Need something to keep the chat flowing along.
Excellent use of the word 'mickey' to denote the membrum virile there, sw. My father always refers to 'making a pig's mickey' of something to mean making a dog's breakfast of something.
03-06-2017, 03:35 PM
Pat Vegas
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Originally Posted by SWv2
I expect Theo took him to one side and read him the riot act.
"Play the game and support the gaffer or fúck off back to Chile".
:hehe: TJ and the stern talking to.
03-06-2017, 03:36 PM
Sir C
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Originally Posted by Burney
Excellent use of the word 'mickey' to denote the membrum virile there, sw. My father always refers to 'making a pig's mickey' of something to mean making a dog's breakfast of something.
They're corkscrew-shaped, you know. Which reminds me of the story of a chap thus afflicted who searched his whole life for a lady with a left hand thread. A sad tale, really.