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My Brother lives in Ft Mcmurray in Alberta Canada, I was over visiting him in 1992 and he took me to his friends house for a party, I got talking to a beautiful blonde named Natasha who took pity on me because I didn't know anyone and she liked my Liverpool accent. I thought I was in with a chance of nobbing her as she was laughing at all my jokes and didn't seem to mind me having the odd glance at her heaving cleavage.

That was until she introduced me to her fella ten minutes later and my hopes and dreams of a drunken pity fuck with a stunning Canadian bird where crushed.

 

Natasha Henstridge you fuckin Prick tease, I'll never forgive you.

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I once called Steve Staunton a marshmallow headed cunt cos he wouldn't sign a programme for me. That count?

I saw Steve Bruce at Euston Station after Hull had drawn at Arsenal. I was drunk enough to think I was being nice when I said "Good result today, Wonky Nose."

 

He was unimpressed.

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I once called Steve Staunton a marshmallow headed cunt cos he wouldn't sign a programme for me. That count?

Yes.

 

I walked right past Andy Townsend outside Bournemouth's ground after watching our FA Cup tie there in 2014, and having involuntarily said "Oh, it's Andy Townsend" out loud, he and I shared an awkward few seconds of him looking at me like I was an autograph hunter, before I said "Just look at the fucking nose on it", and he realised I wasn't.

 

She'd come with me and turned a brighter shade of maroon.

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Played hide and seek amongst other things with a female ex BBC News presenter. Got picked for the school team by Craig Charles. Signed up John Barnes to a membership of a video club. Built a wall for an ex Liverpool player. Broke my wrist as a kid and sat next to Graeme Souness in Alder Hey chatting for half an hour.

All true except the wall bit. I just did the labouring.

 

Got a few others too.

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I met Louis Spence on a train back from London, I was a bit pissed so decided to have my picture taken with him. It's a close call, but I think he looks slightly more camp than I do.

John Conteh gave me a headache tablet on a train back from London.

 

 

Mike Oldfield shouted at me in 1983.

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