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Alright folks, I know its a long shot but if anyones got a spare ticket or 2 knocking about could you consider ol' Hooch please? I desperately need one. PM me, I'm willing to pay over the odds as well if needed. Thanks.

Shanks Bar used to be th regular pre-match haunt...but it's gone right downhill over last few months. I didn't make the Boro game and was on the march last weekend...so, I need to establish a new pre-match boozer tomorrow. Dodds, Sandon, etc, always rammed...am thinking Cabbage, Salisbury or Flat Iron... Any TLW recommendations?

Why is it that when women go out, their social interactions have all the shady underucrrents of the KGB's Christmas do? When they're not being jealous or bitching, or trying to cause someone to be jealous, they're just trying to start shit. Two mild examples, but annoying none the less: On Friday I was in a bar sat down at the back with a couple of mates and there was a couple to our left. At one point my mates both fucked off to the bar and bog, and this bird's boyfriend went to the bar. Next thing she basically stares straight over and starts smiling at me. My mate comes back and is like 'What's going on here?' A few weeks back something similar happened. There was a group of two couples, and at one point the fellas go to the bar. One of the women comes over to me and is like 'so do you come here a lot, what are you drinking?' etc then she goes 'hey, just for a laugh pretend I've just sold you my boyfriend's bracelet' (she takes out this big chunky gold effort) and I just go 'No' So she moves onto the next bloke to try and get him to do it. On both occasions I just thought; 'you cunts, why can't you just enjoy a night out?' Then last night, we bumped into some rugby mates of my mate's, we were chatting a bit and I noticed one of their birds kept acting 'wacky' whenever I was there. I sat down at one point, and I gradually noticed her getting closer and closer with her back to me, while chatting to her boyfriend, and even in my drunken state I thought 'she's going to either stand on my fucking foot, or spill her drink on me' Low and behold, Her Bacardi 'slips' and goes all over her shoulder, she turns around full of appologies, and her boyfriend does the same 'she's pissed mate sorry!' but I just shook my fucking head, I could see it coming from an absolute mile away. I've got more examples of this kind of shit than would fit on the forum from socialising with groups of birds, and they've brought me to the conclusion that -as a rule - women don't make very good friends. Good 'mates' perhaps, for knocking about with and what not, but when the shit hits the fan, they're essentially too self-centred (perhaps this is genetic) to put anyone's interests above their own and are always looking to play even a simple situation (having a dirnk for fuck's sake) to their advantage. A bloke would throw himself on a grenade for his mates, a woman would only do so if God promissed her a pair of shoes in the afterlife.