Howmanheyman

How absolutely, unequivocally tragic these cunts are.

We're going to try and fix the roof situation on Monday first, he's bringing a grinder and I'll have to try and cut away some of the rendering to get down to the lead flashing and put it right but I'll have to convince the almost 80 year old to let me do it as he can be hard work and thinks he's still my age. Afterwards we we might tank the small area around the house plus make sure there's a better gradient when putting the bricks back down. I looked last night and saw your suggestion so will see what he thinks but the area affected is relatively small. That's a disgrace, Rents. I've been fairly lucky for stuff like this, any mistakes or discovering unknown problems halfway through the job has been sorted. Most stuff I've had done in the past is people either I know or people who know the FiL.

If it was a choice I think I'd rather watch the Saudi Arabia game at SJP tonight or some gay porn than this.

Some of them haven't got a fucking clue.

Well I'm fifty today, alongside the birthday cards was a letter through the door from work giving me my official notice of redundancy...... ..... And then a potential problem confirmed by the missus step dad, (who was a builder), whilst he was around with the MiL, water's getting into the house as a small part of the paved brickwork is near the damp proof course and isn't flowing away in the opposite direction coupled with the rendering we got done a couple of years ago going over some lead flashing near the roof which directed the water away from our extension and into the guttering so it's coming down the wall instead onto said dodgy paving. Perfect storm and that..... P.S. Also got an email from the careers service woman informing me, (after I'd emailed her last week wondering what was happening with a course I'd applied for months ago?) that the DWP knocked back my application last month but the DWP bloke, the bloke at work seconded to this and herself didn't bother letting me know. Great. Why would I want to know that?

I picked a superb fortnight to be off.

My European trip this season will be mostly Byker Sands.

Mine was £37 last year, can't remember getting anything?

The membership fee* is the same but everything else..... 100% 👍 * although last year I actually got use out of the membership fee, this year..... Not so much.

I couldn't give a fuck. I'm out.

Especially if nobody has a clue if they'll get a ticket.

This time last season I'd been to three out of three home games. This season I've been unsuccessful for three out of three games in the ballot. It's the last time I'll ever try and buy a ticket for a NUFC game, fuck them. I'm sure they'll be far more worried about going to some fan event in Philadelphia or Delhi and videoing it whilst gushing about their great fans out there. In the unlikely circumstances any of the 'guys' in charge happen to see this.....

Some people will eventually tickets but by that time will be fucked for getting there without taking a mortgage out.

The next time I ever watch a film about the battle of the Atlantic and you see a captain of one of the merchant navy ships stoically, stiff upper lip on show, waving goodbye to the RAF aircrew as they have to turn back in their escort planes as they've reached their fuel limit and leaving the convoy to the mercy of the U-boat wolf pack I'm going to imagine Rents looking at the minimum wage Sodexo 'security' skinny lads as they get off at Walkergate metro station thinking to themselves, 'Percy Main? Howdon? fuck that'.

"Promotion? Mug's game, marra." Getting the stone island, err, I mean the MLF tale in early doors, natch.

'so what did yi dee then, like?' 'ah flicked iz ear and sez, 'what yee ganna dee like, DAFT CUNT!' 'whadee dee?' 'fuck aahl! Went on a message board and moaned about it a few months Latah, the fucking ladgeful cunt!'

Was thinking similar, after a few pints I'm like like Begbie, willing some wide, so-called, hard cunt to open their mooth.

ConcisedYP.

'C'moaaan ya wee little hoose on the prairie! Faahkin bulbs bin sitting fae twa weeks waiting to be changed! Jesus, how much faahkin poppy is this wee cunt getting? Am away tae see if ah kin git a pey rise if this is the faahkin standard wuv goat roond here these days!' 'Ah'll no fergit this shit in a hurry and when am tearing it up on some futuristic world wide web message board ah'll bring this up, Florrie, you better believe it!'