Monkeys Fist

If you’ve got time to post this you’re clearly a negligent father.

The Hoop Meister would be aal ower it like a dog eating chips.

I’ll bet 3 shrubs and 7 water features that we’ll all be pissed off by the time Bruce gets sacked 2 days before the January window closes. All plant based winnings to SBR’s charity. ( get a grip the fucking pair of you man, we’re a clown shoe of a club)

Go for it mate. If if you can get seats in the family section, all the better. You can hate yourself afterwards

“ Have you thought about contracept.…” ” HE CAN TAKE HIS DICK AND STICK IT IN A FOOD PROCESSOR!” ” Ok Mrs. Fish, good that you’ve thought about it “

Mrs. Fist had an emergency caesarean for our first nipper, and it was brutal. It took her about 3 months to fully recover from it, all the while worrying her belly was going to burst open. Simple things like walking, getting up from a seat, and shit like that, you’ve got to be there and help her out. Not to mention when you eventually get back to conjugal nastiness, never, EVER, mention the scar. Ever. Still, since the little beast came out of the conservatory window, the minge is still tight as a gnat’s chuff when you eventually get back to it

I don’t blame him for taking the chance if it’s presented to him- he’s made no secret of his love for the club, and if , and it’s a huge if, he can stay fit, who knows, he might be an asset. But, he’s going to be playing in a side managed by Bruce. If he ever manages to get on the pitch, he needs to take every chance he has, and I can’t see that happening. He’s got a very small window of goodwill to make his mark, and if he fucks that up he’s toast.

The closest he’ll get to that pitch for 6 months.

Went to join ISIS in Syria.

FYP

They’ve missed off the clincher in the deal- two free water features and some shrubs.

I like to tug it , tug it, I like to tug it , tug it, I like to tug it , tug it, RITCHIE! Matty , physically fit, physically fit Physically, physically, physically Matty, physically fit, physically fit Physically, physically, physically.

And you don’t? The man is sex.

I’m not shy in the least, my colonial, sesquipedalian chum.

Bloody moose fuckers…

I hope we’ve kept the receipt.

Congrats on the Tiddler, Mr & Mrs. Fish. Just remember, when the two of you are bouncing crockery off each other and craving just five fucking minutes of sweet, sweet sleep, it’s your own fault- you could’ve just spaffed on her tiddies. Welcome to fatherhood

I think we should rename him Pish.

They’re well aware of you.

In lieu of @Sonatine dropping this… I’ll leave this one …

That’s that fucked then

I have Magic Rock and Northern Monk in my beer fridge right now. Also McColls, Tiny Rebel, Allendale, and some Brew Dog. Not for long mind.