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I reckon he would. Look when he found the red indian on msn, to sell the bridge to. You can guarantee he'd be on plentyoffish.com the dirty, dirty dog.

What was the cause I've not been paying that much attention to the net fights lately? No cause, just Jusodas turned his stalking attentions to me instead of J69. But your comments raise a greater question.... Is twitter indeed killing message boards? Has usage went down on here like? Never noticed to be honest. I've never got as much to say pre-season, and I let all the itk's* and speculators spout their pish and just read. It's actually much worse on twitter than on here. Toontastic will be here in 50 years am sure, we'll all be deed.

Cotterill has done nothing positive of note imo. Whatever happened to Wankwell, Sheff Utd and Leeds would never have went down if they'd not have chased him. He's such an egotist, thinks he's mint, but he's got something I think.

What was the cause I've not been paying that much attention to the net fights lately?

10a deal and £90 on England to win the Euro U21 tournament at 4/1.

He was the epitome of the 80's Tyneside man. Heart of gold too. Wish I'd have been an adult in the 80's to be honest, to escape the rent boy culture which has reached Tyneside these days. People buying pinball machines, and spending time on spreadsheets in their spare time. Oh dear. One minute you're considering a kindle, the next it's moisturiser. Would oz follow Alan Carr on Twitter? Would Oz follow someone who's fatha is a key player in NUFC's recruitment process?? Aye. He wouldn't follow Bill Gates though a naa!

He was the epitome of the 80's Tyneside man. Heart of gold too. Wish I'd have been an adult in the 80's to be honest, to escape the rent boy culture which has reached Tyneside these days. People buying pinball machines, and spending time on spreadsheets in their spare time. Oh dear.

Toys you're 30 years of age man. Oz was 30 when they were deein Thornley Manor, imagine what he would think of what's happened to Tyneside in 25 years

Did ye dee a Marlon King like!??!?!?

McPish as he was known as in Scotland is a very very good manager in my view, bad news if he gets this Villa job. Davies always struck me as a middle aged weegie charva, but he's got a decent track record too, wouldn't be surprised to see him pop up at Cardiff.

Not the best thing to read first thing in the morning. As Deano said, not one mention of the scores of bad decisions, insulting gestures and cuntishness his 4 years has delivered. We are where we are now more by luck than judgement as well. Mugs like this bloke should be strung up there's too many of them as well.

I know a majority of people think he's a mug, but he's so fuckin unintentionally funny a lot of the time, I think he's absolutely class. Suppose you need to lose any southern negativity some of you have to appreciate him. "Me cannister" pmsl

Am not surprised

Everybody on this forum has been there. This one lass man she used to live opposite me mates flat, and she was tootally mingin but dead canny, she always used to say "if you've got it flaunt it" but she didn't have it, and if I was mortal I'd just go to hers unannounced, it was always the same feeling of regret, shock and horror the next day. Demon drink man.

I'm sure I'll get stick for this, but that reminds me of a Constable picture. ye get stick for most things. Nee overhead pylon cables in a Constable's though.

I wasn't hehe when you come out the casino the path is to your left and this kid was walking on there. I could imagine The Fish being familiar with the same path mind

I've mentioned a few on here like, waking up on the 39 bus with my head on a fat lasses thigh was one, no memory of the previous hours, in Thailand there was loads, just fuckin so many but I am a pure liability by any level, or should say was, am not as bad now. There was a few of us in Stanley Casino behind the Central Station this one neet. Think there was aboot 5 of us, everyone lost all their money apart from me who couldn't dee a thing wrong, and I was still there about 4am. I left n for some reason I decided to walk to the Central rather than order a taxi from there. Now right beside the Casino there's a path leading to some dingey stairs which bring ye oot at the Quayside. Now on them stairs is where blokes meet at neet for some bum sex, awful when you think about it, imagine if ye got lost and ended up looking at two blokes giving it 5 nowt on some dark stairway. So I was full of vodka red bull, and as I've mentioned on here, I'm honest enough to admit, before I was 24 I was a moutht little cunt, I really, really was. I could be quite endearing sober but with a drink on me what a cunt, I had a real problem, and it needed a massive kicking to sort me out, I could've ended up dead to be honest, just a complete doilum in certain situations, the first thing I'd think about would be to say something cheeky, but we all grow up. Anyway I was full of vodka red bull, which equals the critical mass of my mouthyness, and I left the casino, and seen this fattish kid with geps on his shoulder walking on the adjacent path. Never spoke to him in my life. "Where yee been?????" anyway after 5 minutes of interrogation he told me, he'd been down those steps to meet men for sex. I says are ye fuckin joking? "A good looking lad like yee doesn't have to be gay man", he was a right fat ugly cunt, anyway I went on to tell him, how he was only going there for sex cos he had nee bird, and he didn't look gay so he was just lying to himself. I must've went on 4am in the morning telling this kid off, and how he should only shag women. Poor cunt he was almost agreeing with me at the end such was my tirade, and he said women show him no interest. I hope Meenzer doesn't take offence at this but ye could just tell this could wasn't gay, I've got nothing against actual gay people. Anyway I seen the kid 2 years later in Benwell of all places, he had a face ye wouldn't forget Jack Duckworth glasses without the celotape, cuddling a fat lass pushing a pram, so I might not have nee kids yet, but maybe my drunken tirade was the catalyst for one . That story is exactly how it happened.

Was up early this morning 10 mile on me bike, before the gym, took this photo of the Tyne between Newburn and Ryton, I'm not one of these David Attenborough types, but it's such an amazingly lush pic I wanted to post it here. Look at how still The Tyne is. Just totally, TOTALLY lush, everyone ina mint mood.

Yeah but I went to school over the border....where there are probably half a dozen different accents all along it too...I am probably more than half English though...mums a Manc! Hawick folk speak a different language to the rest of Britain and its only 20 minutes away from Kelso where I went to school...and then Berwick and all that is only 20 minutes in the other direction where they too speak something pretty alien to most ears.I speak with a pretty typical Border's "lilt" but it's changing there even now though...my sister's kids in Kelso speak like they're from fuckin Edinburgh I think Newcastle has a much bigger influence on Berwick accent than Edinburgh though.

If you go to the game you'll have to ritually trash the pub in Seahouses thats a shrine to safc on the way home...its tradition apparently! The accent is a strange one...what you've got to remember is that Berwick has been a frontier garrison town for 800 years and in the middle ages a major port...my old man did his national service in the Kings Own Scottish Borderers and the regimental HQ was in Berwick. He says that evil bastards who were on the run from either Edinburgh or Newcastle had settled there over the years and mixed with those who had jumped ship from all over Europe, hard nut ex squaddies and a large local gypsy population.All of which had resulted in, in his opinion, a sort of "Liverpool" of the north, where the mix of blood is bad news. And all that must have contributed to the accent, which is porridge thick and neither one thing nor the other. some cunt said ken and areet in the same sentence was like a mixture of begbie and oz

Thinking about J69 when he had the hissy fit and quit. "thats me fineesh am awayuh" why didn't he go to another toon board. What is it about toonjtastic that enticed him back, he's never answered that. It's a funny old thing a message board, every time I've joined a new board they all fuckin hate me, then they think he might be a mug but he talks sense eventually and that's what happened on toontastic.

Berwick upon Tweed is indeed one of the best kept secrets in the British Isles Was home last weekend and the old man picked me up at the station...I had to go to the bank so we drove into town and eneded up going over the old bridge....fuckin glorious evening, I went a bit wobbly to be honest...hairs on the back of the head came up..think I'll end up back in the Borders at some point...maybe quite soon.I take you took that piccy from the new bridge?...great shot that like. Berwick used to engender different feelings on Saturday evenings after games...sometimes used to have fight our way off the train....I think mackems must have outnumbered mags in Berwick 3-1 in the 80s...probably different now like after KK and the 90s etc.. someone told me it was in some way a hangover from the days when Durham Cathedral ruled everything from North Yorkshire almost up to Edinburgh..dont know if thats true, but the Borough of Berwick itself didnt start till the middle arch of the old bridge up until the late 1800s, and the church basically ran the rest of North Northumberland... Aye lovely place mate, me pal texted me today to see if I fancied the toon v Berwick in July, and a stop over, well up for it, the journey on the train has to be one of the most beautiful of any line in Europe too. Aye it was the new bridge we were on, nice pub right beside it dee canny scran. Only thing I'd say about Berwick, what a fuckin shite accent.

COME ON YOU ABSOLUTE VOLCANIC CUNTS AT LEAST HAVE A SHOT! 4FS

Was up Eyemouth n Berwick, needed to help a relative with something last couple of days and took this pic last neet as the sun was setting... One of the most underrated views in the British Isles in my opinion. Fuck me they drink up there though, whiskey with every pint, shit faced doesn't even cover the state of me on the train home.