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Howay man, surely your gaydar started pinging like there was no tomorrow as soon as I re-entered the region (oo-er)... would've been grand to catch up with you again though, even if it was nice not having my view of the telly blocked. Keep your social diary free for the Charlton game in December, big boy! 22135[/snapback] Is this right? Were you there Meenz???? Nobody tell't wuh???!!!! Sorry if I didnt say hello, matey! Cath you feckin' dirt trumpet! What happened to the introductions? 22659[/snapback] Cath introduced him to you you tool.

I'll have sloppy seconds.

I was by the bar, very convenient if you ask me! 22579[/snapback] With your hood getting heavier by the minute 22585[/snapback] Really? You utter bastids!

So, he's not pregnant then?

Looking at the upcomiong fixtures we're in real trouble if we can't beat Fulham, Pompey, Blackburn, Wigan and West Brom.

Disagree, we have paid well over the odds for Owen, not that I'm complaining, but I still think Shepherd is an idiot. It's all about money, and Owen made it clear he would have preferred to go to Liverpool, but they wouldn't pay up. Same is true for many of the other players on that list. 22576[/snapback] I'd agree with that, but we got our man.

I was by the bar, very convenient if you ask me!

Please..make it stop...my sides....

The bitter bitter bitter bitter bitter bitter bitter bitter bitter BASTID.

Don't cry Pinnochio! Don't cry Pinnochio!

Ok, my third theory is that Shearer got Owen drunk, then took a picture of him with his cock in his mouth.

Already on my way....

Spoony, Ziggy from Grange Hill, Sinbad from Brookie, SINBAD FROM BROOKIE! Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Your boys took one hell of a beating!

Someone e-mail the Liverpool Echo! You over confidence shower of socuse shit!

Fuck me sideways with a Womans weekly.

Rob is very quite today, feeling ashamed of those lieing BBC bastids!

When I saw the title 'Breaking Owen News' I picture him tied up to a seat with Fat Fred dancing to 'Stuck in the Middle with You'.

Perhaps it would be better explained in the form of a poem?

Waiting for the results of the pregnancy test.

I just fell off my seat in a camp dramatic manner, then spent 5 minutes there wafting my arms around in disgust, which I'd like to dedicate to Ronaldo.

Shearer got drunk and made a pass at him didn't he?

What about the dive and the shocking header miss? Who were they for? A dedication to Buster Keaton?

This is a kinky side to you I've never seen before.

'After hours of talking with Michael, in which he's done much soul searching, we've decided to withdraw our £17m offer...' Or something close to that.