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  1. After a long labour, Baby_B arrived on Sunday. Mum and little one are great but staying in hospital a few days as a precaution. She's beautiful, I'm besotted.
    21 points
  2. Anyone who’s ever worked in retail will love this.
    5 points
  3. Gloria passed away yesterday. She’d been struggling and had lived with her son most of this year, she told me she was ready to go and had had enough. Absolutely gutted.
    4 points
  4. Me and my mate were in Buenos Aires and after an afternoon tour we decided to get absolutely shit faced. We started off in some Irish bar which was expensive then moved over the road to some small bar. The bar we went to was empty apart from some lad working behind the bar who was about 20 and his little brother who was 12. We kept drinking big bottles of Quilmes and asked for Vodkas and whisky. The lad said he needed to change one of the barrells and said we should just help ourselves, my mate drank almost a full bottle of grey goose and I swigged a load of Cognac. His Dad came back from the wholesalers and wondered what the fuck we were doing behind the bar. The lad came back up and started arguing with his Dad saying we'd spent shit loads and to leave us alone. The Dad said the bar was closed and basically threw us out, even though we'd been hammering it since mid afternoon. We got a taxi and my mate turned round and said he was going to be sick. I told him to hang on otherwise the taxi driver would go off his head and we'd have to pay for messing up his taxi. He decided to open up his jacket and spew inside it. Then closed it up. I couldn't stop laughing when he got out the taxi and was desperately holding the bottom of his jacket to avoid all the spew trickling out. Walking through the lobby and to the lift he looked like he was pregnant. Got back to the room and he went in the bathroom and put the shower on. I took one swig of some red wine and started to feel sick. Ran to the bathroom but my mate was in the shower, banged on the door and he told me to hang on but I legged it to the window and spewed out of the window. All I heard was two angry people below shouting "Bastardo! Bastardo!". Looked outside the next morning and 6 or 7 floors down there was a balcony with chairs with my spew still all over it. So I must have splattered the three people sitting at the table. No one ever found us or tried to fill us in and the hotel staff never said a word. Buenos Aires is a top city to get shitfaced in.
    4 points
  5. Here lies the problem. This labelling of people as racists without reproach. He’s not a racist. He made a racist sketch over 20 years ago. Has acknowledged this. Apologised. That does not make him Racist. It makes him wrong. If he had continued that sort of behaviour, then yes he would be a racist. Baddiel isn’t a racist. People are allowed to make mistakes and move on, because people aren’t the same as they were 20 years ago. People need to be pulling him about how much of unfunny cunt he was.
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  7. Had to read that twice. One letter away from a straight ban and your blog being in the Wakefield weekly paper.
    4 points
  8. The AIDS has made its way into TheBitch household. Avenge my death, GF.
    4 points
  9. I bet she was livid, just minding her own business curling one out in the aisle then that happens.
    4 points
  10. I just hope they go down. Soft cunts.
    3 points
  11. Thanks everyone. It's completely overwlemingly brilliant, after a difficult few months I've never felt such elation.
    3 points
  12. Everton are 11th in the league, won 4, drawn 3, lost 5 and on 15 points I’m no Carol Vordermann, but… 15 x 11 x 4 = 660 660 + 5 = 665 665 x 3 = 1995
    3 points
  13. My cousins lad died the other day after a battle with illness at 21, his friends are taking a blue banner with him on it to this game. I will keep my eye open.
    3 points
  14. “I always say you never plumb the depths of stupidity, but rather swim in the sea of adversity until you reach the shore. Ah, look, there’s Wee Joe with the lattes and muffins.”
    3 points
  15. She'd drink you under the table then you'd get her back to the room and she'd ride you like a bucking bronco with rabies. You'd wake up the next day and one of your toes would be missing. You'd go downstairs and she'd be stood at the stove cooking wearing only a pinny but inexplicably would have a candelabra stuck up her backside. She wouldn't mention it but would just smile and ask if you wanted pancakes.
    3 points
  16. We needed that. I needed that. After two poor results this was a big game for us. I don’t want to over-state it by saying it was going to be pivotal to our season, as there’s an awful lot of footy still to be played, but it was probably bigger than most people realised. It’s rare that we have two bad results in a row, but three would definitely suggest a chink in the armour. More than that though, for me personally anyway, this is Arsenal. You have to beat Arsenal. You can’t not beat them as it’s just completely unacceptable. It’s the cardinal sin in my eyes. If you say “Hey Siri, show me a team that looks like it’s been created just so Liverpool can batter them” you’ll get Arteta’s Arsenal. I still haven’t got over us losing to them in our title winning season. I was so offended by that it took some of the shine off number 19. Ok, not really. Well, yeah a little bit. That was the night when we blew the chance to reach one hundred point mark. If we’d taken care of business that night we’d have ended the season on 101 points. I know most people don’t care about that, and in the grand scheme of things neither do I, but it did really fucking irk me that Arsenal beat us and were then smelling themselves like they’d done something special when really we handed them the points by being wasteful at one end and sloppy as fuck at the other. They didn’t even play well. They were fucking shite. So yeah, I didn’t take that one well at all. Losing to a Watford or West Ham I can handle. In fact, losing to most teams I can handle as it can happen. Losing to Arsenal though should never happen. I’m not saying Arsenal are as bad as Norwich as clearly they aren’t. They’re probably a top seven or eight team, maybe even a little higher than that. But the way they play means they should never even get within two or three goals of us, let alone take any points. So I loved this simply because it went EXACTLY the way it’s supposed to. When we play this incarnation of Arsenal, this is what should happen. Every time. Why? Just fucking look at how they play. The sheer arrogance, stubbornness and delusion of that tit manager of theirs is mind boggling. We’ve seen this movie before. He does this shit every time they come to Anfield and each time I’m sat there wondering just what he’s playing at. It takes a planet sized ego to go up against a team as great as ours and insist on playing like that even when it’s continually getting punished. I remember being completely staggered by it the last time it happened but the arrogance to come here again and do the exact same thing, and then blame the players afterwards for it not working… just what a fucking knobhead. Don’t get me wrong, we were really good in the second half and it was great to see. What I’m saying is that this is what should happen when a team comes to Anfield and does this. I used the analogy on the podcast that Arsenal were basically throwing chum over the side of the boat, waiting for the sharks to work themselves into a frenzy and then just throwing themselves in the water. Thats what the second half felt like. It was football suicide from them but unlike Arteta I don’t blame their players. They’re just playing to his orders. It’s actually annoying it took us as long as it did to make them pay. In fact, for half an hour we made them look relatively competent because we just didn’t have any intensity in our play. I don’t know if it was the international break or if it was tactical, but we just seemed lethargic and slow in possession. We weren’t moving the ball quickly enough and there was too much passing around at the back. We were pressing them quite well and won it back in the final third a few times, and I thought we looked like we might do something from a set-piece, but in possession it wasn’t sharp enough. Arsenal were comfortable even if they offered virtually no threat of their own. The only moments of relative danger came whenever we gave it away cheaply and they were able to have a bit of a run at us. It only happened a couple of times and they didn’t really go close to scoring. I can recall one dangerous ball in that Ox got back and dealt with well, and very little else. But we weren’t creating much either. They insisted on trying to play out from the back every single time they had a goal kick and that looked like our most likely source of a goal. In fact, I’d have been tempted to instruct our lads to stop passing it around on halfway and just twat it out for goal kicks all the time and try to catch them out that way, because the stubborn fucks insisted on doing the same thing every time. They didn’t mix it up at all, it was just passing it around in their box, they’d work it to one of their midfielders and we’d either win the ball back there, or they’d knock it forward under pressure and it would be picked up by our lads. Have Arsenal ever scored a goal by playing it out from the keeper like that? It isn’t a successful tactic and I don’t know why Arteta persists with it other than to satisfy his own vanity. But for half an hour we weren’t making them pay. And then came the game changing moment. Sadio made an innocuous aerial challenge on their right back and he may or may not have made incidental contact. There was fuck all in it though. The kind of challenge you see a dozen times every game. But Arteta went ballistic, yelling at the ref and waving his arms about. A few of his players did too, and it’s just blatantly obvious this was a ploy they came up with before kick off. They’d tried it earlier on too, but when this one happened right in front of the bench they took the opportunity to go nuts. And so did Klopp. When he saw what was happening he went charging at Arteta yelling “What do you want?? What do you want for that??” The surprising thing was that Arteta then lost it even more and went for Klopp. He had to be dragged away for his own safety. Klopp would have knocked that spray painted wig right off his stupid little Thunderbirds looking face. What it did though was wake the crowd up. The atmosphere had fizzled out after a lively start and both crowd and players were a bit flat. Until that happened and everyone was suddenly riled up. Within seconds of the restart we’d put together our best move of the game. It was everything we hadn’t been doing previously. We moved the ball quickly and purposefully up the field, Kostas reached the byline and cut it back to Salah who’s shot was blocked by Ramsdale. He’d earlier made a close range stop to deny Mané and also turned over a shot by Trent after a good run. He was Arsenal’s best player but he should have done much better with at least two of the goals, including the opener which arrived not long after the spat between the managers. Matip strode forward on a trademark mazy one but was tripped by Aubamayeng. That might be the only time I even saw the Arsenal skipper all game actually. What a fucking waste of space that cunt it. He’s the living embodiment of modern day Arsenal him. Utterly pointless cunt who will score a bagful in the Europa League and against some of the dregs of the league, but never do anything in any game of any importance. And he’s the captain too. Never change Arsenal. Anyway, from the free-kick Trent whipped the ball in and Sadio powered a good header across goal. Ramsdale should have saved it but didn’t, and the deadlock was broken. I know you can’t ever be sure, but as soon as we got the first I never had any doubt we wouldn’t go on and smack them about after that. It’s Arsenal, it’s what they do. The second half was just complete domination. They couldn’t get out of their own half because they insisted on trying to make 15 passes before even thinking about playing it forward, and very few teams are capable of doing that. In fact, the only teams I can remember who had any joy playing out from the back are City and Brighton, and City don’t really try to do it much anymore because they’ve been caught out too many times. It’s like if you’re playing tennis against someone with an amazing backhand, you don’t hit it on that side unless you have to. We’re fucking incredible at the high press but Arteta just kept playing into the trap and then pinned the blame on his players for handing us goals. I mean, it’s partly true but he’s the one telling them to play like that, the bad snide twat. I’d be proper pissed off if I was one of his players hearing that. The second goal was a gift to be fair. But then Arteta is the one who picked that lad who I’d never even heard of until this week. He had Tierney available but instead chose to put some inexperienced nobody up against the best player in the world. Then that inexperienced nobody pass the ball straight to Jota and it’s 2-0. How boss was that though? So calm, so composed. What was also good about it is that he seemed to anticipate what was going to happen and he positioned himself where the ball went. He wasn’t just stood there and got lucky. He moved into that area before the lad passed it there. And then he threw two dummies to beat White and Ramsdale and tapped into the empty net. Brilliant. In that spell we looked like scoring every time Arsenal had the ball. Because you knew we were going to rob it from them in their half and create something. Ox was within a whisker of a morale boosting goal but he shot just wide having done everything right. I’d have loved that one to go in for him. Jota looked like he was going to add a second but a heavy touch allowed Ramsdale to come out and smother. They collided and it looked pretty bad for both of them. Ramsdale continued, Jota did too briefly but was taken off not long after. I saw a video on youtube earlier in the week of Ramsdale playing golf with that Tubes fella from Soccer AM. I only watched a bit of it before I got bored, but I thought Ramsdale came across well and seemed like a decent lad. Then I watched him come out for the second half and run towards the Kop, who at that point were still booing Arsenal onto the field. They weren’t booing him and he was always going to get a good ovation. But he started applauding while many were still booing, and he continued applauding all the way to his goal. Not gonna lie, I loved that. Made me think “yeah, he’s a good lad him”. While I don’t think he covered himself in glory on the first two goals, he did make a lot of saves and he’s the reason it wasn’t six or seven, because it quite easily could have been. Jota was denied by a terrific Ramsdale save before Mo made it 3-0. That third goal was Sadio in microcosm really. Great run in behind to get on the end of Jota’s clever header, a heavy touch that looked like it had ruined the chance, and then a brilliant cross to give Mo a tap in. It’s actually quite brilliant when you watch the replay from the angle behind the goal as Sadio immediately knows he has over ran the ball and the chance of a shot had gone but straight away he’s looking across to see where Mo is. He has another look as he gets near the ball and then puts it on a plate for him. Class. Ox was replaced by Hendo and Taki replaced Jota. Within seconds the skipper was playing a perfect ball over the top for Sadio to run onto again. This time he waited, played it to Mo who in turn rolled it into the path of the overlapping Trent. His cross was perfectly weighted for Taki to arrive at the back post for an easy finish. Everyone was clearly made up for him to score and it was a nice moment for him. He arrived just before Covid hit, ended up stranded here in lockdown when he didn’t even speak the language. Then he’s playing in empty stadiums, trying to find his feet in a new league and trying to break into the best starting eleven in world football. He ends up on loan at Southampton, still playing in empty stadiums, then he comes back here and is hardly playing again. It must be really tough, but he always seems to have a smile on his face and he’s a boss little footballer. I like him a lot and hopefully we can get him a bit more playing time over the coming weeks to see if he can build on what has been an encouraging season so far in limited opportunities. Klopp was able to give Tyler Morton a Premier League debut late on and he slotted in seamlessly in place of Thiago. I think this lad is probably much better than any of us realise you know. He’s definitely got something about him and Klopp seems to have a lot of belief in him. It’s a shame the five subs rule wasn’t voted in or we may have seen Bradley and Beck get a chance too. All in all this was a perfect day assuming Jota’s injury is just a knock and nothing more serious. I’m happy with four goals even if it could have been more. 4-0 is about standard really when we place these fannies. It’s level par, so I’m pleased, especially as all four forwards got a goal. The clean sheet is good too, but it wasn’t a particularly taxing day for the defence. Alisson had little to do. There was a decent save to keep out a drive by Partey. It was one of those saves that most keepers love because they can arch their back, throw their legs up in the air, tip the ball over the bar and smile for the cameras as they fall back down to earth. Alisson just shuffled across, tipped it over the bar and didn’t even leave his feet. Imagine Pickford there, or that Darlow knob at Newcastle. He also made another good stop later on but I can’t remember if that was offside or not. I don’t think the flag went up but maybe it would have if they’d scored. We were at least 2-0 up at that point anyway but the clean sheet is important after some recent wobbles and besides, I didn’t want Arsenal getting anything at all from this. The pricks. To think I was actually apprehensive about this before kick off. Not because I bought into any of the shite we’ve been hearing about ‘new look Arsenal’ and how their new young team are suddenly not pushovers any more and they have more steel about them. I’ll concede they aren’t the utter clowns how they were when they had Mustafi and David Luiz back there, but they’re still Arsenal. I wasn’t worried about them. I was worried about us. We hadn’t played well in the last couple of league games so I wasn’t sure what to expect. My head was telling me it would be normal service resumed and we’d swat them aside because… well, they’re Arsenal, but I did have this nagging worry that we might completely shit down our own leg and then I’d have to call for everybody’s head because losing to this Arsenal side is just not something I’d be able to process rationally. It wasn’t that I didn’t think we’d win, it was that I kept thinking “imagine if we don’t. Imagine if we somehow let these fucking bums get something”. Thankfully that didn’t happen and I’m a happy camper today. Obviously this doesn’t compare to winning 5-0 at Old Trafford but there’s a different kind of enjoyment about it. I was buzzing after spanking United. This isn’t that. It’s just a sense of satisfaction at a job well done. As I keep saying, this is what is supposed to happen when we play them so it feels good that the lads did the job they should be doing. It was important to get back to winning ways and we’ve done that. The squad is stretched at the moment and we had nine players missing for this one. The bench was seriously inexperienced but we’ve still got enough players to put out a really strong eleven, with two or three good options on the bench too. Ox is now making the kind of contribution we expect from a starting player. I’m not saying he’s been brilliant or anything, but the performances he’s been putting in of late are definitely ones you can live with. I actually thought he was really good in this one despite three or four slack moments when his passing went astray. His pressing was outstanding and he brought great energy, especially in the second half when we just robbed Arsenal’s lunch money. Ox was the one picking them up and hanging them upside down by their ankles to see what fell out of their pockets. Kostas was really good again, as was Thiago. He had one sloppy moment when he was dispossessed in the first half and Arsenal countered on us, but other than that I don’t think he lost possession once. The front three were all dangerous. Jota was the quietest but he scored again. Like I say, it feels as though he scores every time he plays. Sadio was wildly erratic but caused absolute fucking mayhem and ran Arsenal ragged. Mo just looked like the most skilful man on the pitch, which he usually is these days regardless of who we’re playing. Some of his touches and control when running at full speed just defy belief. Star man is Fabinho though. When he plays like that nobody can beat us. I just wish we could play Arsenal every week, because the only way we would ever drop points is if we were complete dogshit. I still can’t believe Arteta thinks he can play like that against us and not get absolutely twatted. Guardiola learned that lesson very quickly and he’s got vastly superior players in his side. Hopefully Arteta never learns because I quite enjoy putting four or five past them every time they come to Anfield. Team: Alisson; Alexander-Arnold, Matip, Van Dijk, Tsimikas; Fabinho, Oxlade-Chamberlain (Henderson), Thiago (Morton); Salah, Jota (Minamino), Mané:
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  17. Get the contract out. Put it on the table. Let him sign it, let him put whatever number he likes, for what he’s done since he’s come in. Let him sign the contract and go Michael’s at the wheel man, he’s doing it, he’s doing his thing. Man Utd are back!
    2 points
  18. Quick question, Big Man. You always make huge quantities, at least it seems to me anyway. Do you take your share and then distribute the rest like a culinary Northumberland Santa, lavishing food so ahead of its time and beyond the appreciation of most that it kinda feels like a waste, or do you eat it all yourself? If it’s the former where do I pick up one of those lottery tickets?
    2 points
  19. Utd get a free kick on just outside the box, Ronaldo standing there with his stupid stance, commentators getting giddy with "the famous stance and famous situation" and he hits it into the wall. His free kick taking is a myth.
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  21. Could have put this on the depression thread but I found a lump under my arm, doctor felt it and said it was a lymph node but nowt to worry about and I'd probably had a virus but 'come back if it gets bigger or I feel ill'. I've been in borderline meltdown ever since though and am absolutely certain I'm goung to die. Funny though it doesn't feel like a lump as such, more like a thin piece of flab, I'd been back at the gym for the first time in years doing weights and thought it was that, like a muscle knot or some shit. Had a lump on my bollocks a couple of months back which turned out to be a cyst. I'm sick of this shit though, I have to say.
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  22. Nadine Dorris excelling in her role as ‘Brains of the operation’…
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  23. At least he didn't lay a wreath.
    2 points
  24. Enjoyed the guardian football podcast going to town on Fergie yesterday.
    2 points
  25. Several years ago, me and my crazy mate Robbo went up to the 4th (and decisive) day of The Ashes test match at The Riverside in Durham. We got a taxi up there but the driver was clueless, and by the time we finally reached the ground I felt acutely car sick. Although the weather was a bit patchy, we donned our poundshop ponchos and took our seats for the morning session. I remember whacking a big bag of Cheesy Doritos into me, and then at lunch we had a couple of pints and got stuck into some big Cuban cigars. Five minutes before the afternoon session began and I returned to my seat. However, the second I sat down I was violently sick, sending regurgitated beer and semi-digested Doritos hurling all over the heads of an elderly couple sat in the seats directly in front of me. I legged it to the portaloos, where I whipped off the plaggy poncho and splashed my face with some cold water, before shamefully returning to my seat in the stand. When I began ascending the steps, about 50 odd people started giving me a huge sarcastic cheer. Like the total coward I am, I was hugely relieved to discover the two seats in front of me were now empty. My mate Robo told me that the stewards had had to reseat the poor couple, she was in tears and he was furious, after trying to wash my sick from the back of his head and off of her freshly coiffured bouffant, and they put them in the only spare seats...right at the back of the temporary stand. Anyway, the match was fantastic and England won the Ashes, no more projectile vomiting incidents. On the way out though, I saw the couple and I made my way towards them ready to offer a sincere apology, but they saw me approaching and he ushered his missus swiftly off. All very un-Christian if you ask me. The photo was taken about 10 minutes before "the incident".
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  26. Enjoy the next few days… Seriously tho, congrats. It’s completely life changing.
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  27. The chip is bigger in the booster.
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  28. I was delighted they signed Ronaldo in the Summer. They did ok last year based on a defence that defended deep and having lightning pace on the counter. The now play a forward each week who can't/won't run which harms their ability to do that. To compensate their defence is no longer as deep and it exposes the likes of Maguire, Wan Bisska and Shaw who don't have the pace or ability to play further up the pitch. They're caught between two ways of playing. Dropping Ronaldo and going back to last season's basics is the short term answer that would probably get them 4th but he'll be looking to plunge the knife at any opportunity if they do that. Long term to be a progressive team their whole defence and midfield needs a complete overhaul.
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  29. My brother puked up on Paula Radcliffe on a plane pissed a few years ago.
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  30. Thanks mate. Just been. I'd forgotten how irritating the tonsil swab was. The newer LFTs are only shoved up the nose, and I've got a big nose so it's easier.
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  31. Anyone ever… not checked the earlier pages in a thread?
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  32. Animal House. Not naming them all no inTENTION too.
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  34. Could Cost United Millions: How am I doing, boss? Could Save Liverpool Millions: You're doing a great job, son...a great job!
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  35. My aunty slammed a car door on my finger when I was about 7. Made a right mess of it, broke it and virtually destroyed the nail. Had to go to hospital for weeks for it to be dressed which hurt quite a lot. That was 42 years ago and I still give her grief about it. The last time being a couple of weeks ago at her grandsons wedding.
    2 points
  36. If ever there was a ship that needed steadying it's the Mancs. They need to get the owl on board, he will settle them down and turn them into formidable opponents.
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  37. A good read https://www.theguardian.com/football/2021/nov/22/zlatan-ibrahimovic-interview-milan-cesar-azpilicueta-sweden
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  38. He applauded the Kop with gusto and was really appreciative of the ovation he got, so that goes a long way. Fucking leave the lad alone, yer arlarses!
    2 points
  39. He didn't reach the heights of Moyes comedic lows but he was still pretty good. Took them down to the next rung of shitness and gave us some great laughs and good times. Thanks Ole you massive twat.
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  40. Why would anyone be disappointed by staying under FSG? They've literally turned us around from bankruptcy to one of the top 5 teams in Europe! The way people talk about FSG does my head in, honestly. They're not perfect but you can't name a single better owner in the entire league.
    2 points
  41. Turdseye posted that already, you are stealing his rep and for that I commend you. And rep you.
    1 point
  42. This is my go to guy on COVID. He's on Irish TV a lot and explains things in simple term that an idiot like myself can understand. He's a professor of biochemistry in the School of Biochemistry and Immunology at Trinity College Dublin.
    1 point



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