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What a twat.

Peroxide blonde moment? I had just about given up, then it hit me. I probably would have had to think quite hard about the laser one above if I hadn't seen this..

Fucks sake, the penny just dropped here.

Radge! Hope you're back to full fitness soon, you beast.

As we are now middle of the week, I reckon you're probably right. Just in denial I think because I don't want it to be Man Flu. Nah, nee chemicals involved, Gloom. Had my time with all that now. Anyway, wasn't going to mention it in the OP but I had an interview on Monday morning, thought I'd well be alreet by then. I wasn't, but somehow got the job on Monday afternoon. Maybe I should do this more often.

Day 3 and a new record for the longest, worst hangover I have ever had. I think I might have found my drink mixing limit! Gym tonight will be a barrell of fucking laughs.

Finding Turkish Delight in a Christmas hamper and thiking 'that looks lush!' Then tasting it and suddenly realising life was going to be one long struggle.

Mr. Attenborough's heartless 'GAME OVER' commentary as it got dragged powerlessly off the ice aswell. Just out of question, has anyone who watched this on iPlayer done so in HD? I couldn't find it, which pissed me off as I have become a proper HD snob since we got our new telly.

When you were born, you were the 4,944,247,001st person alive on Earth and the 79,815,214,248th person to have lived since history began. Now I feel even less significant.

That kid needs a lesson from this cool customer..

Aye I'm with you there like. Standing in a queue for someone else, to get something we've had for years. How does that benifit us? Still, I'm sure my mates bairn will love his early Christmas present, so as long as he enjoys it that'll dee I suppose! Just bit the bullet and went up before, still couldn't get through on the phones. Got there at 12:30 and the queue was at the cash machine on the corner. Took an hour to get to the front. Bit of advice to anyone who's planning on it.. have the new ticket holders dates of birth handy. Loads of people ringing mates up from the desk to get them.

Fucks sake. The thought had crossed my mind that they'd have sacked the phones off to man the Ticket Office like. Can see me having to gan up themorra. Cheers for the info Stevie!

Wierd! Wonder if they've got an overflow or something? Clearly not using it today mind.

Where did you get that from like, Tom? Whenever I've rang up recently I've got through tosome of the same people I've spoken to for years and they were definitely based at SJP. They can't all have moved to Nottingham! They clearly aren't selling over the phone like, been trying to get a couple for my neighbour since they went on sale and have only actually made it through to the proper Ticket Office phone queue twice before being cut off. All the rest of the time it's been the queue to nowhere that takes you from 10th to 1st in 12 seconds. Cunts.

Aye they've got thier fair share of total lunatics at some clubs like. Feyenoord being a canny example of that. Mind, considering how the PSV fans were in the ground, they were amicable as fuck before and after. Then again I suppose it depends what is at stake and whether there's any history there. Like Heerenveen, they were great with us but from what I could gather, if I was a Groningen fan they'd have had me heed in a jar on the bar.

Aye they are like, can't remember how many times we've played in Holland in the last 10 years (must be about 6?) but I managed to get to them all and they were sound every time. Way better organised and generally nicer than some of the wankers encountered in Europe, like the eyeties and some of the cunts in France. Even when it kicked off in Breda and they stopped me and the rest of our group from going into the town, they were giving us alternatives for a pint. I was only 16-17 when we played Feyenoord in the CL, that was my first football trip to Holland. I rememeber being canny impressed at how well they had it organised. We left Amsterdam really late and the train got in less than 10 mins before KO. After half a spliff and 4 pints (enough to destroy me at that age!) I was certain we would get killed walking to the ground, but the coppers at that end collared us at the station entrance with 'Newcastle? Follow me pleashe!' They had a bus on to pick up stragglers and take us straight to the away end. They werent wankers about it either, i.e. they didn't direct us to the bus with tear gas or truncheons. Bus was a beer and weed friendly zone too, which was nice! During the game I was right near the divide at the front, and one of thier fans hoyed a lighter over the perspex and got me square in the face. The bastard had let it burn for about 5 minutes aswell so it was red hot. The copper next to me picked the lighter up and went 'Your face is ok yesh? These guys will all be getting a house visit at 5am while you guys are still drinking beer in Amsterdam..'

Absolutely. Did it for S*y for a little while but as soon as I was able to get out, that was it. The people were sound but the hours and the job itself were dogshit. Good luck with it, Kevin!

Pics of Bullseye contestants..

For the sake of clawing relatively little of my reputation back, can I just point out that they were both in one ear, and I was young an impressionable at the time.

Twat.

Aye, there's loads of mad bastards use the Metro like. I tend not to use it very much since I got the car, but I used to use it every day for work and the gym. There's a reason I invested in an iPod and some excellent headphones. Obviously There's always the knackerheed bairns with thier shit music, but other notable characters include:- The crazy bint with all the dogs in a wheelie trolley. The tramp who is always off his box on glue and smells like a human pritt stick. Always has a murderous face on but has never uttered a word to anyone when I've seen him. The other tramp who has had the same coat for what must be pushing 20 years. Yet another tramp with a surprised face and permanent saliva bungee bouncing off his chin. Tries to speak but has never quite made it. Probably my favourite, the old man who has tourettes. Totally harmless, but I once watched him try with all his might to stop himself from gan off it with a couple of kids. They'd got on and put thier feet up on the seats, which you could see was a soruce of ire for the bloke. He made a lot of strange noises and was violently shuffling about. Sort of like he had a hamster up his jacksie. Eventually he just gave in and went nnnnnnnn AAARGHGET YER FEET OFF THE SEATS YOU PAIR OF SCRUFFY WANKERS! *cough* They were quite young like so I don't think they'd even thought about setting about him. They just looked at him, looked at eachother, looked at me, and got off at the next stop. Saw him a few weeks ago actually kicking off about spilled milkshake, or as he referred to it 'PINK MESS FROM CUNTS!'