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When the evil Shredder attacks, those turtle boys get out their baldy sacks tbh. "I'm free" tbqf Candid as owt that snap. The photographer definitely caught his secret shame! I like the one of you with my address scrawled on your hand, you fucking sick stalker!

When the evil Shredder attacks, those turtle boys get out their baldy sacks tbh.

Re the opening post and fruit gums - the ones that came in the normal sized packet I'm sure didn't have any fruit patterns on. They were just plain. It was only when you bought cinema type bags of them that they had any patter on them.

inhibitative? Just cos you're at Uni, you can't get away with making words up you know?

Would be canny funny if Villa went down. Unlikely though.

How fast did that weekend go?

Not come and go in a heated rash.

The only way it's not gonna be dead itchy/carry a danger of slicing through something is if you get it waxed. And good luck with that.

oh aye I'll get it dyed while I'm there, a nice frosted bollock look will go down a treat with the laydees I'm sure. I was hoping for less enthusiasm and suggestions and for more horror stories and ruptured testicular atrocities tbh. that way I can dissuade her from this line of unneccesary coiffeur meddling! (that reads shite ) First time I did it I managed to nip myself mid-shaft with the beard trimmer. Happy now? Are you doing this on demand from your lass? If so, how do you get away with the David Bellamy look on your face? Surely that would need attending to first.

oh aye I'll get it dyed while I'm there, a nice frosted bollock look will go down a treat with the laydees I'm sure. I was hoping for less enthusiasm and suggestions and for more horror stories and ruptured testicular atrocities tbh. that way I can dissuade her from this line of unneccesary coiffeur meddling! (that reads shite ) I've never done it, but as someone else has mentioned, I imagine the itch when it grows back is horrendous. Ask her whether she wants a bloke who is forever scratching away as if his lass has given him a dose of the clap. On that note, you might want to ask her if she's trying to stave off a pending infestation actually. Maybe she knows something you don't.

All strikers are required to make pre-emptive runs and to anticipate where the ball is going. As for Martins liking to receive the ball into feet then commit defenders, I haven't seen a great deal of that tbh. I've seen him receive the ball into feet and demonstrate the touch of a dyspractic rapist as it pings off him like a pinball, and the only time I've really seen him put defenders under much pressure is chasing down lost causes - his pace is used to catch up to defenders because of his lack of anticipation, when it should be used to show him a clean pair of heels. I think you've basically described how you'd like Martins to be. The reality is quite a bit different.

Jury defo still out on Martins tbh. He's had more bad games than good since he joined IMO.

What a fanny the Fish is getting told to shave his tackle by his lass. Black her eye and tell her you'll do the other one if she doesn't shut it tbh.

Canny bad that. Mind, that new building is hideous.

Radgina attention seeking again.

FYP.

Aye, canny chebs.

me ageee compeltly!!!//////

Whatever spackaface!

Has no one told him he's only here to be mates with Emre?

Having won fuck all in the last 30-odd, and looking a good deal shitter than we have at any point in the last decade? Errrr, nope.

Olive farms are nice. Stayed in a converted olive press in Tuscany once. Was a canny holiday. We were the only people in the village who spoke English like, so trying to buy anything involved pointing and speaking very loud in English.

Pete Doherty in a wig tbh.

Even an amnesiac wouldn't be able to watch that film as often as you do.

Many, many moons ago i went on a pub crawl with me dad around shields (as that was his favourite place to get pissed as a youngun. just about every pub we went in had neon signs behind the bar and sawdust on the floor. also had a brilliant lock in in a reet dodgy pub at the end of the night. Laz mate, I can honestly say I've never had a night out in North Shields. I'd be fucking terrified. Plus I couldn't stand all the static from the shellsuits on show. OH! Peasepud! Forgot to tell you, I saw you yesterday driving along the Quayside. Ha! The peeping tom got peeped!