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Just looked on YouTube and some of their fans actually accompany the "his mum's a whore" line of the Adebayor song with hearty cock-sucking motions. You couldn't make it up.

It's not racist, so it must be alright.

Lovely jubbly.

Her arm is like a doner spit, so I'm sure she won't go hungry.

Yay! Yous are lovely. Congratulations.

Different bloke, you're thinking of Stevie. Quite appropriate for this thread really. I have great problems distinguishing Toonraider and t00nraider. Is it just me?

Happy birthday mate.

Thursday? No can do, sorry - we're meeting my old man for dinner and drinks. I'd say you're welcome to come along, but, well, you're not. A bit of shared Sunday afternoon misery sounds good though.

Oh, I agree on that. And for all he'll trumpet his prejudices about certain drivers, he'll never be quite as bad as James Hunt with Patrese, so I suppose that's something. Oh yes.

So, anyone fancy a meal afterwards?

I was hoping they'd keep him, aye. Shame about Coulthard though, the man's got more agendas than a meeting of the United Nations.

Dunno. How does it feel to be bottom of the table after four months of the season?

Bryn Christopher - My World Really quite decent actually.

So that means Tottenham are bottom of the table after four months of the current season? That's got to be disappointing.

I know a few lesbians who'd get it. Does that count?

Spiritualized - Pure Phase

Loving the flag wars, lads.

I think I'm going to have to retire the Ruud pic as my thread-spoiler of choice. what Ruud pic? Well if you absolutely insist...

I'd give it 3.14159/10.

Yeah, we've started using the fella's credit card recently for big online purchases (flights etc.) and doing a transfer to pay off the balance straight away. It's fine as long as you keep on top of things.

I'm not surprised you need a whole weekend

I think I'm going to have to retire the Ruud pic as my thread-spoiler of choice.

Well that's North London for you. At least down here you can take a tour of the latest batch of scorched buildings and chalk outlines while munching on your fried chicken.

My first place in Germany was a multicoloured, multinational bastion of gay abandon in an otherwise straight-laced family neighbourhood. We used to worry the local parents by holding huge network parties and inviting all their kids. It was fun.