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Mook The Knife.7 points
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Imagine the excitement when archaelogists of the future unearth the fabled Arteta money.6 points
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Cheers mate, but I’m not really. Most people would have done the same. She also said she didn’t get any presents this morning and I don’t know them well enough to know wether or not they’ll have had some for her when she got home. Maybe they’re a family who do the present giving of an evening? It felt good when she was here and having a good time but once she’d gone the whole episode in general has left me feeling a bit shitty. Hopefully she got home and they had actually bought her something really good. I’m not gonna pry any further because I’m not sure I want to know the answer. Trust my little girl to end up as best mates with the kid who has a fucked up home life!6 points
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My little girl has arranged for her friend to come round for tea tonight. This kid was born in America and moved here a couple of years ago. Her mum has now fucked off back to America, leaving the kid with her nan and grandad. We arranged this play date last Wednesday. The grandad said at the time “Yeah, sure, we’ve got no plans for Monday” My missus got to the school this morning and the girl came running over shouting about it being her birthday today. Now if it was my kid/granddaughter I’d want to do something to celebrate her birthday. She’s only little. Mrs Turdseye asked if he wanted to rearrange and he said no. Then when they were discussing what time he’d come and pick her up, he suggested 9pm because he had to drive into our town for something else at that time anyway. Erm, no, Turdsette is five, she’s got a 7:30 bedtime on school nights. So he said he’d come pick her up at 7 instead. How fucking callous is that? The kid’s got no mum or dad around and on her 6th birthday instead of doing something/treating her, the grandad wanted to drop her off at school in the morning and not see her until 9pm because that was a convenient time for him to drive the 15 minutes each way it would take to pick her up. Snide as fuck. Pissed me right off, it has. Now we’ve had to buy a last minute card, present, cake, etc so at least the kid has some kind of birthday.6 points
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That looks brilliant neko. 110 acres is quite a large spread, enough room to do whatever you like for sure. Solar has come such a long ways. I've mentioned before how I grew up in the Amazon, we had 4 solar panels and about 6 car batteries that was just about enough to run a shortwave radio, a water pump and a single flourescent bulb. Nowadays you can power an entire regular home on just 10 of them!5 points
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I lived in Nunavut (Canadian Arctic- 250 miles past the tree line) for 14 years. Remote fly in community, no roads, no sea access for 8 months. One to two flights in daily weather permitting. Winter from late November to Mid-January virtually 24 hour darkenss, but summer time 24 hour daylight. (Was just above the arcitc circle where I lived). Electricty generated by a diesel power plant in town (frequently on the fritz but they could usually keep it going at times with rotating 'brown outs' except one Christmas when they blew three of the four generators and it was rotating black outs so no turkey dinner that year. Heating was oil futnace and one year during a four day blizzard our units furnace quit working; the oil burner mechanic could not safely get to the row of units where we lived (5 in all, 4 occupied). Ran the oven open but was pretty useless, was two days with no heat. The dogs water bowl froze over, you could see your breath in the house. Two of my kids were out of town thankfully, my son just stayed on the couch cocooned in blankets, i had a nurse staying with me and she stayed upstairs with her golden retriever lab in her bed. No beer store or liquor store, no pub, no real restaurant- there was a KFC/Pizza Hut attached to the local grocery store but they never had chicken just the burgers. Need a part for your car? Take about a week to get it flown up and then forever to get the one or two mechanic to install it. But I could walk 5 minutes out the back door and not see a trace of civilization, could fish in July-September and eat trout and char right from the lake and river nearby. Northern lights- got so use to them never noticed most of the time. Quiet stillness, herds of thousands of migrating caribou, every few years musk ox would wander by. Big hairy bastards. In the first town we had polar bears waiting for the sea ice to freeze so they could hunt seals, they'd scavenge the dump sometimes or go after the sled dogs food (bylaw said sled dogs needed to be kept 1000m away from town, they put markers down-if they were kept in town the bears came after them because they would be on chains and easy pickings- outside of town they could pen them in and bears would be less likely to attack a whole team.) Polar bears are not pristine looking in the wild like zoo bears, their fur is yellowy and one mother I saw (from a safe distance of about 300m) with two cubs was blood stained from killing a seal. (Polar bears don't club them by the way.They wait patiently for them to surface at a breathing hole and bite the bastards) If you can live with the inconveniences, extreme weather conditions, different culture (90% Inuit) and having ale flown in at unpredictable time and great expense, and enjoy isolation its great. I enjoyed my time there, miss it many days since I moved back to a city three years ago and like my brethren neko would love to live off the grid in Northern Ontario (beautiful back country, Canadian Shield, pristine lakes, boreal forest, cool bastard owls....).5 points
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Do it your way.4 points
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Brought a tear to my eye that. You're a hero for making that child's day mate.4 points
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Man on left: "Hello?" Man on right: "Thy mother!"4 points
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I'll keep that under consideration. We're not yet ready to retire, so in the meantime perhaps you could rake up all the leaves to prevent any forest fires.3 points
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They could make a serial out of that3 points
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I'd quite like to hold her face down in a bowl of Kellogg's Special K whilst shouting obscenities at her bottom. In German.3 points
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Excellent read from John Nicholson of F365. Pasted it here because F365 has an annoying adblock message. https://www.football365.com/news/the-truth-we-have-gained-nothing-from-the-premier-league Five million quid for Richard Scudamore? Yeah that sounds about right. That sounds very Premier League; a typically sickening amount of money for sod all. Where is this going to end? Time to take sides, I think. Many great points have been made about how this money could have been better spent but these have been effortlessly ignored by the Premier League, Bruce Buck and Scudamore himself. Of course they have. This is the Premier League. They’ve convinced enough people to believe it is the best league in the world and to pay accordingly year after year after year. No wonder it is littered with arrogant, tin-eared, selfish, mammon-loving amoral money hoovers. They’ve taken us for fools for 26 years and they won’t stop now when their audience is so drooling and pliant. But as their greed grows ever more appalling, how much longer are we prepared to tolerate it? I’m thoroughly sick of it, how about you? It’s important we remember something about football. It’s ours. We own it. Not them. We should always be aware that WE made football what it is and WE continue to do so. It is nothing to do with the artificial marketing construct called the Premier League. It was birthed by the industrial muscle of these lands. Birthed by factory workers, by the steel mills, the coal mines, the farm workers and the fishing fleets. It was the product of the working class. The product of the sweat, gristle and snot of the men and women who made Britain one of the biggest economies on earth, though too often benefited too little from their labours. It is Ours. It is our love, our history, our culture, our community and maybe more than anything else, our fun. It was a release from the hard work that paid too little for doing too much. It still is. That’s why football was always very popular from top to bottom of the leagues. There were 30,000 people at the Stadium of Light to see Sunderland play Wycombe Wanderers on Saturday in the third tier. Football is in a league of its own in terms of popularity. My point here is perhaps the most obvious one, but one that isn’t made explicit enough and it is that we, the people, have always loved football. The Premier League and Scudamore didn’t create that passion, it was already extant. But lord how they have exploited it for their own gain by selling it back to us like they invented and owned it. This is a trick that has been perpetrated before. In 1989, water was privatised in England and Wales. That which nature provides freely and which was owned and paid for by everyone, for the benefit of everyone, was nonetheless nakedly stolen from us and then brazenly sold back to us. They stole our car, then knocked on the door and asked if we’d like to buy our car. That is exactly what happened. This happened many times in the 1980s and 90s. Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? The likes of Scudamore must have drank deep from the privatisation culture because they have pulled off a similar trick by selling that which we already loved back to us as a premium product which we have to pay far, far more for. We didn’t ask them to do this. Nobody asked us if it was OK to create the Premier League. We were not consulted and let’s not forget, it’s OUR game. No, it was just imposed on us. They stole top-flight football and then sold it back to us at ever-increasing prices, never afraid to rub our noses in their consequent wealth, as last week so very clearly showed. Since the inception of the Premier League we have seen the cost of everything in real terms escalate and especially ticket prices. In 1991, the year before the Premier League began, you could buy a ticket to see Manchester United play Liverpool at Old Trafford for £5.50. That’s £11.88 in today’s money. And who has benefited from that? Not you. Not me. Not us. Remember, we already loved football for over 100 years, generation after generation. Unless you consider sitting on a cheap plastic seat a massively upgraded lifestyle choice, we have gained nothing from the existence of the Premier League. But we all know who has. Don’t try and tell us that all the money that Scudamore has drummed up for everyone, except us, has brought better players to the league. Whether it has or hasn’t is irrelevant to us as football fans. How do I know? Because 30,000 are still going to Sunderland, that’s how I know. Because they’re crass and greedy, they’ve tried to make it ALL about money but football never was and really, at the core, it still isn’t. For most of the lifetime of football, we went to games in massive numbers to see players many of whom we didn’t even recognise. That wasn’t important then and it’s not important now. We turn up to watch because we like the game in and of itself. And we simply cheer on whomever is in our colours. Hand in hand with this ticket price inflation has come a glut of overpriced ‘official’ merchandise which was calculated in 2016 as having a typical mark up of 1000%. (Bought for £5, sold for £50) All part of the monetisation of our game. All part of the never-ending lust for money. This is Scudamore’s 19-year legacy. He’s done a brilliantly wicked job, not in transforming football into a superior, more popular product, but in changing our psychology to such an extent that en masse we accept so many things which have actually been to our detriment. It ceased to be by the people, for the people and became from the many for the few. We’re the only ones who have been here all along and we have gained absolutely nothing. The Scudamore mind wipe is so profound that he has even managed to convince many to refer statistically to ‘the Premier League era’ as though it is year zero for football and nothing before it. Titles like Best Premier League Goalscorer are all part of the propaganda to get us to forget there was ever anything else other than their artificial construct. Now tickets can cost over £100 and a complete kit, likewise. There are multiple TV subscriptions to pay, where once there were none. Meanwhile, players’ wages continue to spiral upwards to the you-could-never-spend-it-all level. Sponsors logos cover almost every inch of football in order for clubs and league to drum up ever more money. Children are targeted by marketing to make them believe you’re not a proper football fan if you can’t buy merchandise to prove it. That is a terrible curse, not a blessing. And yet, me and you, and those we stood alongside for years who are now but ghosts, none of us ever needed any of this pretension, money and marketing to enjoy football and we still don’t. I stood watching a Fife Cup game between Pittenweem Rovers and Leven United on Saturday afternoon, with about 50 other hardy souls. As a stiff wind blew in off the North Sea and a tall, beefy forward nicknamed Rambo backed into a defender, turned him and laid the ball off for the second striker to score, in that brilliant, arms aloft moment, football was still the shimmering, perfect joy it always has been, divorced from and untainted by Scudamore and all the greedy corporate capitalist attack dogs that have polluted the pure sporting waters with their filthy lucre. The day enough of us reject the Premier League con job anymore is the day we break free of the propaganda they have assiduously imposed on us for so long. If none of this makes sense to you, if you don’t think there’s a problem, if you can’t see what I’m talking about, that’s simply because their mind control is very, very good and relentless. Like I said. It’s time to take a side. Are you with Scudamore and the £5million, or are you with the people? Which side are you on? Remember, football is ours and they stole it from us and turned it into a greed machine. One day soon, we should take it back. John Nicholson3 points
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I see what you are saying. You cannot trust the poloticians and you cannot trust the people.3 points
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This is it, man. Remember when you promised to be my sponsor so I could move to Canada? You’re gonna need someone to guard that 110 acres during the winter. I have extensive security guard experience in high end places such as Stansted Airport, Cambridge University, three separate Tesco stores, an Essex shopping centre and a waste management site that was undergoing renovation and stunk of shit. I’ll be able to prevent people nicking your maple leaves no bother and the septic field malarkey is already on my CV. All I’m asking for is five acres, a basic wage and the use of your house with the nice garden in the summer, whilst you’re living it up in your remaining 105 acres. I’ll even feed the cats.3 points
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The wife and cats and I will be living off-grid when we retire. We just bought a 110 ace parcel of waterfront property overlooking a beautiful lake in Northern Ontario. I'm excited about the change in lifestyle, but it brings with it a steep learning curve - I've never lived like this before. We're not very far from civilization, but the property will have solar power, water pumped from the lake and a septic field for waste. Definitely not living there in winter though.3 points
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I honestly never thought I’d do it. And given the adversity I’ve come through this year, it’s actually made me even more determined. Ive been given every excuse under the sun to cave in, but I’m a man true to my word.2 points
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Well done mate. Genuinely don't have a dime to scratch my arse with but as soon as I get paid i'll be donating. Got a job interview Friday so fingers crossed. I cant imagine going 10 days without a bevy let alone 10 months. Proud of you Dan lad. Seriously knocking the ale on the head in the new year for a few months.2 points
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Just saw this old SCTV skit that he did....totally forgot about 'fishing with Gil'.2 points
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Im noticing more and more young women with faces filled with Botox, which automatically destroys any natural beauty they may have had. I can sort understand older women getting it done (which never helps anyway) but I think it's a shame that girls feel like they need to do this to themselves. Fucking madness.2 points
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Apart from the one who saw Suarez of course.2 points
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You do often see him with a stream of nonsense dribbling out of his cat's-arse mouth, without the slightest glimmer of comprehension in those piss-hole eyes. He is reduced to three settings: boastful, angry and confused.2 points
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Our new office is positioned right above Princes Street which is the main street in Edinburgh, the last few days there have been buskers, ranging from a lone piper to a full rock band on the corner below us, which we can hear very clearly. Today though, there is some fucking cunt singing Frank Sinatra songs acapella, he can't sing for starters & has no microphone control at all. On top of that he's trying to do all the orchestra stuff with his voice too & he has absolutely zero talent. I have a fucker of a sore head now & am toying with the idea of cutting his throat for him when I go down to get something to eat in a bit. Bastard.2 points
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PM'd.2 points
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Was a complete no brainer as so said throughout the summer. His touch and passing are at a genuine world class level, he’s the most creative player in the squad. Genuinely cannot believe he went to Stoke, how the fuck did he not murder his agent?2 points
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I love it up there. First visited back in the beginning of 2000. Only drove through on the way to Glencoe (my experience of that visit was the most stunnnig thing I have ever seen). Camped on one of the islands on the Loch (southern end) a few years later. Proper roughed it. Went island hopping and got to see a Stag and his family wandering through the forest. I’ve never been so in awe of any place ever. I always feel at home up in Loch Lomond and the Welsh northern countryside. As much as I love our fair city, nothing beats the green grass of my ancestors. I just wanna get the family together and set off there.2 points
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I was marooned on an Island in Scotland for 6 months in my 20’s. Uninhabited and quite wild. My only friend was a football called Wembley who washed up on the beach one day. I was eventually rescued by Timothy West and Prunella Scales sailing their old Sloop called Sybil. It was hard on that island, lack of food and drinking my own urine to survive, I have never drank Fosters since and cannot even look at a Coconut. I still look back fondly on the starry nights though, just me and Wembley.2 points
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Last minute equaliser against Germany tonight after the Dutch stuck him at CF. Legend.2 points
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Aye, it’s just fucking sad. Since she got here she just keeps saying “Thank you so much for understanding my birthday” So far they’ve played for a bit, drawn some pictures, emptied the gum ball machine, Emily gave her the card and present, had tea, birthday cake while we sung happy birthday, then outside with some sparklers I had left over from Bommy night. Even Mrs Turdseye’s ma (the fat goblin cunt) came over with a load of sweets for her in a gift bag and a load of balloons. Now I’m in the kitchen because they’ve got Little Mix blaring out of the living room telly. My daughter went for a play date round at their house at some point in the last school year. She won’t be going again, I can promise that.2 points
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Good interview with Liverpool stuff starting at 452 points
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I think it's one of those things that seems better in theory than reality. I used to live in semi-rural Devon, where the house had its own post code, there were no pavements, and you could happily take a shit with the curtains drawn and only a cow on the horizon would get a peek at your nipsy as you descended to the throne. Lovely and peaceful; however, after a while the lack of TV channels, decent radio reception, ability to go anywhere or do anything, or even get a pint of milk should you run out of a Sunday evening ground me down. There are only so many trees you can chop down for roaring log fires before it all seems as pointless as the existence these people are trying to get away from. In short, mental wellbeing comes from within, environment can help, but it isn't a cure all panacea.2 points
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You are all paying for Mrs Brown's Boys to be made and, quite frankly, I'm fucking disgusted.2 points
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Saturday Nov 10: This is hilarious. It’s reached a point where I suspect these Everton players might actually just be laughing at us now, as there’s no way this is legit. This is Yerry Mina in the Telegraph today… “The truth is Professor Marco spoke to me every day, telling me to come to England”. PROFESSOR MARCO!!! Hahahaha fucking hell. It gets better. “I was always focused on Everton. Any talk with Manchester United was just to my agent,” said Mina. “I have always been aware of English football – Manchester United, Manchester City, Everton, Tottenham.” Haha good job there with the notable omission, that’ll play well with the Bitters. There’s more. “But Everton has always been an important club for me, honestly. I watched them when back in the day when Fellaini was playing here.” Ok just stop right there, what do you take us for? There isn’t a person in the world who follows a team just because Fellaini is in it, not even Fellaini’s mum, so I’m calling bullshit on this. I hear he also said something about how he loved watching Aaron Lennon too but that never made it into the article. Understandable really, imagine interviewing someone and they’re coming out with such outlandish shit that you’re wondering “is he having a laugh at my expense here?”. Sunday Nov 11: L 2 Fulham 0 Fairly straightforward. We played ok, nothing more, but it was enough. Fulham gave a better account of themselves than most teams who come to Anfield and at least they weren’t scared to cross the halfway line. They should have gone in front but Sessegnon fluffed his lines, and when he missed that any hope Fulham had of getting something disappeared. Mo looked really sharp and took his goal well. Great counter attack that, just like last season that was. There’s no finer sight in football than a Reds quick break, I fucking love it. More of this please. I was really shocked to see that Fulham were 25/1 to win today. Those kind of odds are usually reserved for San Marino or the Faroes playing Germany or something, but apparently this is becoming more and more common now as the gap grows between the haves and the have nots. Red Star were 22/1 to beat us last week. 22/1 to win a home game in the Champions League?!?! Mental. That’s the kind of price I’d expect if we got a non-league side in the FA Cup. Monday Nov 12: Sturridge is in hot water. Initial reports are sketchy but it seems he is in breach of the FA’s gambling policy. Maybe he took that 22/1 on Red Star last week? It’d certainly explain that fucking sitter he ballooned. Seriously though, I bet (no pun intended) this is a storm in a teacup. Sturridge is not going to be betting on games or anything like that. I highly doubt he’d be ‘betting’ at all. There’s some talk that it relates to people weighing in on his loan move to West Brom and that he must have ‘leaked’ it. Hold on a fucking minute. He’s entitled to tell whoever the fuck he likes if he’s moving clubs. If bookies want to offer odds on shit like that, then it’s on them if they get stung. What an absolute joke. “Sorry Daniel, you can’t tell your friends and family you’re moving back home to the Midlands because it’s not fair on the bookies”. Get the fuck outta here. Bookies will offer odds on any old shit so if they get caught out once in a while by someone with a bit of inside info, so what. They’ll survive. Let’s not forget that half the shit we see peddled on SSN about players moving clubs is solely to get people to throw some dosh on SKyBet. If this FA charge is indeed based on Studge telling people he’s moving clubs, he should fight it all the way. Tuesday Nov 13: I read this morning that Joe Cole announced his retirement today, and I had to check to make sure I hadn’t time travelled back to 2010. He’s only retiring now? When was the last time you even heard his name? Where’s he been, who has he been playing for? Also today, I saw a tweet from Marcotti saying Barca’s wage bill is 44% higher than United’s, and 62% higher than City’s. Hmmm. Firstly I’m not buying it that United’s wage bill is that much bigger than City’s (I know they vastly overpay shite like Pogba and Sanchez, but still), but the real take away here is that Barcelona need a new accountant, because no fucking way are they paying anything like what City are. Wednesday Nov 14: More revelations about City. Turns out they paid £51m to sign Tevez back in the day. That money all went direct to the company that owned him (basically it all went to Joorabchian as it was his company) and Tevez was being paid £210k a week. Football is a fucking horrible dirty business these days. Just a chance for leeches to get rich for doing fuck all. I mean look at this shit today with that Scudamore prick. The PL have asked all of the clubs to donate 250k to get him a leaving present!! Honestly, that might actually be the most shocking football story I’ve ever heard. Someone actually thought that was an appropriate thing to do? Imagine being a chief exec of a PL club and opening your inbox and finding that email. I’d be looking for the mention of a Nigerian Prince, as it reeks of scam. Meanwhile, Harry Kewell is sacked by Notts County. We still haven’t seen the best of him. Fulham also sacked their manager today and immediately appointed Ranieri. One of his first moves is apparently to try and sign Matip. Let’s face it, Fulham’s defence needs urgent attention and Matip is a good player, but we can’t be letting him go mid-season as we might need him. Next summer though, let Big Bird go and bring in that Dutch kid De Ligt. Virgil loves him and he’s meant to be a massive prospect, so get it done. Sorry Joel. Thursday Nov 15: There’s been some talk recently of a new deal for Robertson. He’s got three and a half years left but it’s standard club policy to give new contracts when a player has outperformed his contract, and Robbo has certainly done that. Whatever he’s being paid isn’t nearly what he’s worth. James Pearce reckons the club have no intention of doing anything though as he has so long left on his current deal. I feel like it’s taking advantage of the fact that Robbo won’t be arsed about it and will be happy with what he has. Put it this way, if he was a superstar foreign striker and not a humble Scottish left back they’d be following him round with a contract and a pen begging him to sign. Not that it seems to be working with Mané like. He's defo off I reckon. I'm not even arsed, when he goes I'd bet good money that Klopp will find someone better. Ok, here’s something that’s pissed me off for ages and I’m finally going to say something. The word ‘bromance’. It’s shit but it’s being used more and more. I hate it. People can’t be mates any more without some cunt calling it a ‘bromance’. As an example, Lovren and Mo are big mates, but any time there’s some sort of interaction between them I see some shitty news article or some tool on social media referring to their ‘bromance’. Just fuck off. Speaking of Lovren though, Modric was asked about the criticism Big Dejan levelled at Ramos last week, and he said this: "Ramos is a great player and a great captain. In my opinion, all the criticism he has received is irrelevant. In football everyone has a very short memory. He has character and I am sure that criticism does not matter to him." Did he just call Lovren “irrelevant”? I think he did you know. No bromance going on there thats for sure. Trent scored tonight in Wayne Rooney's testimon... what, it was an actual real international fixture? Why was Rooney playing then? No-one seems to know but there's lots of wailing about it. Don't see the harm in it myself, other nations would do this for their top players and they were only playing America. They could have brought Bobby Charlton on and still won. He was probably outside flogging tickets though. Friday Nov 16: Not much going on really other than internationals. This caught my eye today from Southgate though: “Last night they were watching TV with a picture of Danny Welbeck by the side of it” Is he sure they weren’t just watching Red Dwarf? Yeeeeooowwwwwwww. The most notable thing today though is Big Dejan and his epic rant on Instagram after Croatia’s win over Spain last night. So when I first saw this I didn’t know how to react. I felt as though I probably should be frowning upon it, as it’s not really becoming of a Liverpool player to act like that. Generally the Liverpool Way has been to do all the talking on the pitch, they don’t do this type of thing, never have done. On the other hand though, Ramos is a cunt and Lovren is sticking it to him in a way that none of us can. So on reflection, I feel as though this might be one of the greatest things I’ve ever seen. I mean think about it, Lovren elbowed him in the head, called him a pussy and taunted him over the result. What’s not to love? All we can do is insult him on Twitter, so thanks Dejan for living our dream. That was the week that was….2 points -
High praise from the one and only Jon Snow.2 points
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Danny the Champion of the World, lovely book.2 points
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Schmoking and eating a pancake!1 point
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That's life.1 point
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But, but , but they all walk the game? Bring back the ferries from Llandudno to the Pier Head.1 point
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It got under your skin.1 point
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You can tell by the way Suarez smirks at one point that Salah is going there in January. Its blatantly why he didn’t celebrate Sturridge’s equaliser against Chelsea.1 point
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Knocks me sick shit like this. Somebody needs to tell her that all these likes off strangers she's so desperate to get are probably nonces wanking themselves silly. And if they aren't getting enough likes then you've got an ugly kid. Because really, why else would a random stranger want to like and comment on a kids photos?1 point
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There aren’t many wingers in the world who could do what Mane does for us. Even when he’s not firing on all cylinders he’s still a nightmare for defenders because he works his arse off.1 point
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The stand out remark in that piece and thanks for posting it. Not only had we not been listened to, but people were just as guilty of blindly going on about their lives, all to consumed with the rat race we live in. Jumping on Thatchers credit driven property scam. She broke the unions with that one move. Put people in fear of losing their homes and they'll soon get back to work. The last two recessions were caused by greedy cunts allowing allowing cunts to be greedy cunts. Bankers, financiers, politicians or whatever you want to call them all got very rich on the back of them. Brexit or no Brexit, we're heading straight into another one because cunts are still allowing cunts to be cunts. And al the while, us soft cunts pick up the tab when it goes wrong. Again! Oh but don't worry. Jeremy's going to ride into town with his magic cheque book and save the day. Just like good old Tony did. Instead of Labour and the Conservatives getting their fucking heads together years ago to try and avoid a referendum for the good of the people, they did exactly what they're doing now and forged on with what's best the their own parties. They'll never listen and we'll never learn.1 point
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Archie McPhee is a cool store. It’s just weird. All the bizarre little toys you never knew you wanted. https://mcphee.com/1 point
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Call me old fashioned, but I’d rather they always lost than find excuses why it’s a somehow a good thing that they keep winning. Unless we need them to win for us to directly benefit, I will always want them to lose. If we need them to win for us to directly benefit, I’ll still probably be happier if they only drew.1 point
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It's ok, it's cheaper so buy more.1 point
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Negged for confusing the GF with your Facebook page.1 point
