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Shithouse cunts to you.

Easy.

Yes, I was complaining bitterly and casting us as perennial victims. We would be perfect and unbeatable if not for these things that are always out to get us.

The International break and early kick-off seem to be doing their usual fucking up very nicely.

Last season, we'd have gotten a point from these last two games. Things are looking quite good.

Yep.

Yep.

I agree. The only thing is... if there were to be a "miracle" title challenge this year, I reckon he'd have to be front-and-centre part of it.

Thread should have ended on this one.

It's officially Orwellian now, like the last page of Animal Farm.... You can't tell the difference between the guy with the whistle and the guy siting behind the computer.

Because he's from the Lebanese quarter in Whitby? But yes, I should perhaps have also said "ethnographically", not just "geographically". Off with my head.

There was the consolation of Suarez though.

Spicy game between Cádiz and Villarreal. 3 goals(inc. pen), plus a disallowed one and a red card in the first half-hour.

Yeah, two blokes who deserve each other. Still, at least he didn't spit on him...

And that tackle was generally in keeping with his footballing ability/personality, regardless. Mind you, the bloke who's leg he broke...

If those two passes last Sunday are less than 110%, I'll take it any day of the week... and if he goes, he goes. He is an Arab, I believe, and I think geographically, his home country appears quite close to where that League is. Who knows, he might even use all that money for some good, like Mane does - and who knows, so might we. I'm a lot less arsed about it than I have/would have been with others - perhaps I have double standards, like just about everyone on earth.

It must have been a very very tough call for the lad, though, in fairness. Hodgson did turn us into Crystal Palace/WBA/(insert relegation battle team here) there for a few unforgettably horrific months.

It might be shite, but I'd have eaten all of it - except the chips.

With a F'art de Triomphe, courtesy of the Toulouse sausage.

EDIT: Beaten to the Toulouse joke.

I reckon His Highness's loyal Twitterer subject needs your convalescent best wishes more than I.

Even got the hesitant and occasionally mistaken written English thing nicely thought through. I'm impressed, oh loyal subject. Although you'd be better off being completely illiterate in Saudi Arabia - just in case tweeting that you don't like apricot jam, or something, ends up literally costing you your apricots.

Is it one J.Knows perchance?

Is that like asking "have you stopped beating your wife?"

You really do have enough labyrinthine delusions to keep yourself occupied in this online alter ego of yours indefinitely, don't you? Your self-deception, let alone your assumption that others aren't seeing through its cigarette-paper slenderness, are admirable I must say. Anyhow, well done, carry on and... يرحمك الله And, in the words you once used in a former TLW incarnation.... Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.