bobbyshinton

Used to live near the tizer factory. Over the wall crate of empties and up to the offy

Ginger beer, cream soda and limeade

Jublees Pirates gold Dainty's Caramac 7 boys chocalate candy tabs brawn potted meat spam fritters (original ones) mint sauce sarnies tudor crisps home made chips (in a chip pan)

The majority don't give a fuck, hence why the only people whinging are generally the banned minority. on no no

Just been on NO no probs

So why don't you tell us something interesting about your life? Something that isn't complete fiction. or tell us something we don't know about bobby eh

I'm travelling to London Steve You turning out? 50 / 50

Did you get pm. No changes. Its another get together on Staturday

Just because it may help you return to your beloved N-O, try www.daveproxy.co.uk ciao Just been on there, I haven't been missing much really, it's so shit at the minute they've resorted to dragging up old threads to remember the good old days and threads about old posters. Even Alex deleted his account so it must be shit. It's amazing how many times certain people have been mentioned in threads despite being banned, especially by cowards abusing people who they know can't retort. I even get abused for typing in Geordie, by some teenage virgin from the south side of the Tyne, who is a member on here, no one replies like. So you went on, searched for your name, discovered people had said less than complimentary stuff about you, and now you hate the place again?

Rephrase that question. Wher do........ oh fuck off

On your season ticket. fucking fuming with that

find my season ticket membership number?

Aye and there are so many very similar shapes and sizes but not quite it.

Just noticed I'm on this fucking list

thats better

Women, I doubt it

Only joking big fella. See, Bob, it's not hard really. Thats what Mrs Berb said last night

Only joking big fella. better be

watch it

In your prize winning pic. where is the city that is so impressive? Hello Cat long time no speak. got a kitten a while back, mental

how fucking camp was that

Conversation along the lines. Her. Berb I'm pissed off Me. Why? Her. You never take me out Me. Where do you want to go like? Her. Somewhere expensive. Me. Well gaan and get dolled up. I took her to . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . the petrol station

Cupboard when you open the door and the tupperware containers fall out as you go to put yesterdays bait box back.

come on pull your finger out. the gossip saves me buying a paper