McFaul

Nah pal. Not the type of film for statto types but genuinely decent.

Personally I think of the three that's the poorest one.

I wish you boring cunts would talk about football with clarity and intelligence for once.

100% there was seats behind us. I'll sort you a picture out, the standing took half it up, and seats the rest behind us.

Watched Taken 3 down Sunderland the other neet, canny show. It's probably the first third film that has been far better than 1 and 2.

I've had 30 pints in total Thursday, Friday and Saturday. I'm totally fucked. What a wank.

Aye me. They scored after 20 seconds or summik some mackem down the other end. Mendonca aye. It was a proper proper crush that day, but luckily I was right at the back of the standing. There was seats behind us. 1-1 iirc.

The bloke is a bell end. I for one am delighted he's not our manager anymore. You tell me a manager who was further up his bosses arse.

I was there yesterday on a freebie thanks to my mate Nicola, and that second half was the best we've played this season. The second half was completely one sided, and Arsenal are shite.

French cunts. Hammered and a few are massively celebrating the fact England lose the 6 Nations by a tiny amount. Someone should give them a book about the years 1939 to 1945.

Spot on. Monday was one of the biggest days of my life. Me and me sister did 10 minute speeches in church, and everyone was bubbling, but it was a celebration of his life, which is how I ended up drinking 12 pints on the day. I miss him already, but I need to be cheery again, because I need to be to survive with my condition apparently. Basically speaking they've said miserable cunts with the cancer I had in the brain, die.

Just one chin!! If there was 100 women surveyed, "who's the best looking bloke on Toontastic?" Les Dennis would say "OUR SURVEY SAID.....", and 40 would flash up for me at least. Which is 40 more than a certain London based hair challenged early 30s bloke.

Had me dad's funeral yesterday and the piss up afterwards. I loved me dad, the wake was an amazing celebration of his life. It was an emotional day, but the wake was wonderful, we can all move on now.

A little walk up the bank past Morrisons, and Heaton Buffs will have it on 100% definitely. Newcastle's best social club.

The Market Lane should have it on. Me and me mates will be watching the first half in there with no beer I may add, due to tomorrow.

OG from Peter Atherton

If I'm ever able to have a monster session again, after all this chemo shite ends in December, I'd love to get smashed on German wheat beer in Munich like. Munich bier festival, watch FC Bayern with all the Helmut's, that would be a great weekend that.

It's the type of bar for wanks who wear glasses when they don't need them.

Tell him to give a pint of blood to those who need it, prove it and let him back on.

Sorry to hear about your mam. I'll be a lot better once Monday is out the way. Medical people - I'm obviously on chemo this week, and other pish during the month, but for the last 12 days I've been coughing up phlegm, waking up in the night coughing, then although me voice is knackered, very little happens in the daytime. Now this sort of thing happens but not for nearly 2 weeks, what's the crack? Am I fucked?

I thought he wasn't that bad for a borderline mackem. I've done worse and not been banned.

West Ham's recent shitness has made them go from "faakin European certainties innit", to one of the clubs in the league with the poorest form. They're only four points above us, and our last game of the season is against them at home. That could quite easily being the incredibly interesting decider in the globally renowned, "Battle for Tenth". Hope we lose if it guarantees Cruddas Park head doesn't get the job.

Tough days like, but anyway thanks again the lot of you for all your kind words, I probably shouldn't have written it on here in the first place, but it puts your mind in a million places trust me. The funeral is Monday, and we'll all slowly move on once we've been through it. I'm carrying the coffin with my friends, hope I don't do a Dida against Lee Bowyer, Leeds v Milan ffs! Anyway tough times, but after Monday that's it, I'm sure most of you have been in my shoes with this before, so you understand how deep it is. On top of all this I'm back on the chemo this week, plus I'm as heavy as I've ever been touching 17s and me fuckin beards come in ginger. Deserve a lottery win me. I've written me speech for Monday anyway, no swearwords at all, full of fatherly praise, but yes there's Ashley slagging in it surprisingly enough.

Thanks. I was 8lb4 and everyone said I was huge, 10lb odd is about the same weight as Dr Gloom looking at his last pictures.