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Saw someone on Twitter refer to this match as the White Lives Matter derby

Marrowfat 🤝 Marra fat

Well he can bloody well bugger off and live there then. Oh, shit! No, he can’t

I'm worries that this thread is a way of @thebrokendoll coming out as a Mackem. I am a bit thrown by this. Quick question to find out: Who founded Athletic Bilbao?

I say this every time I get a Whitley delivery run. If anyone is wondering why it’s impossible to get hold of a plumber, it’s because every fucking one of them is working in Whitley fucking Bay installing bathrooms for cunts. I delivered a bathroom set yesterday to some mid-30s couple. The lad opened the boxes to check for damages, and came upon what looked like a lampshade made of bottle green glass. “ What’s this?” he says to Mrs. “ The sink” He looked at me, and we had one of those silent conversation with eyebrows Him- “ Ffs!” Me - “ You let her pick without looking at it didn’t you?” Him- “Aye… baaaastard!” Me - “ Curb your enthusiasm gif”

Arafat.

Rents imagination as he's about to go out for a drive in his new, top of the range car..... "Stick it in my arse, rents babe, I love your new, top of the range car and it's making me horny for you."

In a sensational turn of events it would appear that Bellingham is shite again

Talking of which, I see that aupaalavas is being a bit obsessive again. I shouldn't knock it as it's for a good cause. As well as a virtual cycle race over the Bay of Biscay, he's wanting to get sponsored for the world's longest url.

Top of the range Audi A3, black edition. Tinted glass, black logos, sporty. I joked to the dealer it was a drug dealer car. Then I remembered he was black. He laughed, I am officially David Brent.

Tbf, you have to look the part when you’re cruising round the Whitley Bay one-way system with the stereo cranked up

Just looked for the Harry Enfield sketch of the two boring twats at the party saying “Soooo…. What are we driving at the moment??”… couldn’t find it but that’s this thread at the moment

"Top of the range" What a fucking CUNT!

A breakfast island in the extended kitchen of a Victorian semi in Whitley Bay. “ Cressida, Julian, pass daddy the chia seeds please, Marra’s “

Don’t Man U fans hate them after the mackems all did that Poznan celebration after Man City won the league on the last day? So another unrequited love to go with the Bilbao obsession.

What's with the Chelsea wank off by Lineker? They got beat by City but because they went 'toe to toe with one of the best teams in the world' they should be applauded and its encouraging signs. Fuck off you mad cunt.

Duncan Watmore came back to haunt them from…whenever he played for them? And scored for Milwall Imagine

Hoy man, MF literally asked me what car it was. I needed to hoy in it was the black edition for my anecdote to work you absolute spenk.

Brilliant! Aye, other than the location and age, you've described my life to a tee.

Looks like Ralph forgot to tighten a screw on the coolant line. I've got a replacement hire car which is electric. I love it and now wish I'd gone for an electric. I'm fucking tapped like. Audis are not a reliable brand, and the thing I most value is reliability. So I buy another fucking Audi.

Tidied

According to Dan Jackson, author of this https://www.wob.com/en-gb/books/dan-jackson/northumbrians/9781787381940?cq_src=google_ads&cq_cmp=18075688485&cq_con=&cq_med=pla&cq_plac=&cq_net=x&gad_source=1&gclid=EAIaIQobChMIsZjMlMnQhQMVuKFQBh2hCQzkEAQYAiABEgLaAPD_BwE#GOR010288790 miners worked in pairs and your marra was literally your partner at the coal face, the person you paired up with to extract as many of the black diamonds as you could. So it’s definitely Pitmatic and that applies to the Northumberland coal field and East Durham

Feel really sorry for the Millwall fans today going to Sunderland with all the hard bastard MLFs waiting to dish out a few haymakers and windmilling them all over the shop.

Durham Mags are the worst marra.

Rwanda's nice with plenty of new accommodation, I hear. 🙂

Funny as this is, it's Brexit in a nutshell.

Darras Hall, Paris France PS1 4NU

They must be sitting on them on the ferry to Santander.

It sounds far more appealing than from Bilbao to Sunderland.

S-Line Vignale, or "top of the range" as it happens, but you'll notice that I've never announced it as such, cos I'm not a giant cunt.

Are Millwall getting the train to Newcastle and then the Metro?

Must admit like, between us still having January’s weather while we’re deep into April and the absolute collapse of the country as a whole, fucking off to the first decent country that will have me is looking mightily appealing

Is that close to Ponteland Airport, marra?

Newcastle legend Steven Taylor, said no one. Ever

Sounds like a problem for little shit clubs that aren't backed by a Saudi government. No concern of mine.

An southern Englishman is living in Ireland and whenever he hears about 'the little people' and other such tales he politely smiles but grimaces a bit inside. One day he sees an advert in his local paper offering a talking dog for sale, price €20 to a good home. The Englishman shakes his head then sees the address is just around the corner. Smiling to himself he thinks he'll pop along as he's not busy and call the seller's bluff. He knocks on the door and asks if this is the right address for the talking dog. Irishman: "Yes it certainly is, sir, he's in the backyard." The Irishman takes him to a pokey backyard with a small kennel and a bored looking dog just lying there. The Englishman smiles and addresses the dog.... Englishman: "So you must be the talking dog I've heard about?" Straight away the dog looks up and says, "Aye, that's me, mate.' Flabbergasted the man looks around for trick microphones but doesn't see any. The Irishman says he'll leave him for ten minutes so he can chat privately with the dog. Englishman: "How the hell did you learn to talk?" The dog replies, "Well, I've no idea really, I must've just picked it up as a pup listening to my owners. Englishman: "What did your owners think?" Dog: "Well they were a bit unsure what to do so took me to the Garda for their opinion. The Garda offered to take me off their hands and look after and train me so I ended up working at Dublin airport, eavesdropping on potential terrorists and drug smugglers and letting the garda know." Englishman: "That's amazing!" Dog: "One day my handler said that the CIA had heard about me and paid the Garda four million dollars for my services so I ended up in the whitehouse and Camp David just moping around like a regular dog but eavesdropping on any foreign diplomats like the Russians. Obviously they taught me the language so I spoke fluent russian as well as English. They'd let their guard down and chat about their plans and intentions and I'd tell my CIA handler at a daily debrief." Englishman: "Wow, that's amazing!" Dog: "It was a pretty good life I have to say, they bought me an amazing condo kennel with a little pool outside, I ended up hooking up with a showbusiness dog who was playing lassie and I had the best grub you could eat." Englishman: "So what are you doing here?" Dog: "Ah, you know how it is, I got a bit bored and homesick so after a couple of years of good service they arranged for me to come back home. The man who lives here picked me up at the Dublin cat and dog shelter." At that moment the man came back in the yard and the Englishman can't help himself.. Englishman: "Good god, man! Why on earth are you selling a dog like this for only €20?!" The Irishman replies, "Sure he's a lying cunt, he never did any of that shit."