Gemmill

Yours is still ongoing because you're a penis, in case you were wondering Renty.

You had the third degree because you STOLE someone else's username. And because you used to chuck spectacular hissy fits if anyone suggested you were one and the same. FACT!

Floozy!

Apparently there is a chip in standard Ford car stereos that can be used on set-top boxes to get the premium channels. So there's been a spate of people getting their radios nicked. So watch out if you've got a Ford.

Aye, I took some mates of mine to the nil nil against West Ham last year. Two of them were over from America and they both dozed off during the game, it was that shit. It was just embarrassing after years of telling them how class it was going to the match.

At 5 foot nowt, Emre must be the most recognisable bloke on the pitch, although I commend you on trying to train the beehatch. There's plenty tickets going for league and cup at the minute, so you should be able to take your pick.

When's that big Irish mincer that I can see in this thread gonna get himself over for a game?

You do realise that that weakens your position re Emre. Not only is this a lass, it's an American. You can pretty sure she doesn't know what she's on about and yet she has the same favourite player as you.

What is a bird from America doing in Gloucester. Is she from Iowa and looking for a home from home or something?

You're gonna come to the Trent I take it, daft lad? You can bring your American tart. I'll let you.

Don't remember her, what was the craic there? I remember listening a couple of times when people would ring up having taken an overdose, and Alan would have to do his Jack Killian bit and send the coppers round to knock their door in. I bet he's got all the boxed sets of Midnight Caller btw.

Aye, you useless twonk! What's the craic with your season ticket anyway? Did the werepig ever pay up?

Remember John from Whitley Bay. This is going back years like, but it was like listening to two really boring blokes that have known each other for years just chat on to one another. This bloke basically just rang up for a chat. A bit sad really cos he was probably a lonely old bloke, but you didn't feel sorry for him when he was sending you to sleep.

_o_

At last, a selfless jumper \o/ /o\ surely.

You'll be the one with the big nipple-swingers if you keep drinking full-fat coke, dickweed!

He's referred to as "creepy-cool" on that site. They've obviously never heard him do his fake laugh at some granny from Whitley Bay's SHIT jokes.

Next time you're at home on a weeknight listen to Metro from 10pm. It's Alan Robson's Nightowls, a phone-in thing. It's pretty much unlistenable most of the year (just mental people ringing in), but his Halloween special is normally canny. Cath has a SIGNED copy of Alan Robson's autobiography btw. I've listened to it on a non-Halloween show where some lad rang in to tell Alan that his mate borrowed his goalie gloves and hadn't given them back. He was looking for advice on what to do. Class. EDIT! When I say at home, I mean up here. You know what I mean.

"I am Robson." He's like Madonna in America. He only goes by the one name.

Coke are now doing diet coke in a SILVER plastic bottle, and it doesn't taste right, I tells thee. How the fuck did this get to 10 pages btw?

I'm not expecting The Ringer to be high culture btw.

Is The Ringer any good? Got that and Jarhead to watch.

What a prick! He's better off sticking with the ones where he sends a load of other people out to supposedly haunted places, seen as he clearly hasn't got the bottle to hang around himself. I couldn't believe it when he mentioned he works on a TV show for ABC in the States. How in Christ's name did HE land THAT gig?!

I hope so.

Sammy protesting a bit too much about bloke's arses tbh.