Monkeys Fist

For someone who claims not to be a glory hunter, it puzzles me why they don’t follow their home club, IK Start? Wouldn’t have anything to do with this would it?… “As of 7 August 2016, Start have not won in Tippeligaen for 34 games, since they defeated Stabæk 4-1 on 4 July 2015. This is the longest run without winning a single game across any top division in Europe.” They're shitter than we are

And rancid pickled herring.

I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt, and assume you’re a born and bred Mancunian who just happens to be living near Kristiansand, Norway, shall I? Get to fuck man, you fucking reindeer shagger.

Adjusted for accuracy.

They want nowt to do with us because our lads still fucking reek of cheap garlic bread and breaded mushrooms.

There’s some controversy over the use of sociopath as a term for mentals, I was speaking to a mate who works as a nurse on the Dingly Dell ward- he agrees that Ashley is most definitely a cunt. So, there we are

That’s because he’s a cunt.

Good God!

Dave man, no one cares about kiddie movies.

Imminent.

Guess where the Tory Party Conference is

Lives in sunderland now, doesn’t he?

Penfold

It’s also worth noting that what the fat fucker bought was a lot more than what he’ll eventually be selling. Remember that little bit of land the club owned… right next to the Gallowgate, prime city centre real estate, vital for any expansion plans, remember? Thats gone. All the other properties the club owned and received rents from- transferred to one of his many subsidiaries under M.A.S.H. If anyone is daft enough to give the manky throbber £300m+, they’ll be getting the bare bones of what he initially bought.

Fucking hell- cheap bastard.

I predict that once the full fucking horror show of of Brexit is played out and decimating the country, our erstwhile taxi-driving chum will, once again, be found shitting his trousers in the car park at Boldon Dogs, as the terrible reality of it all causes his arse to fail it’s MOT.

Do robots use taxis? Asking for a friend…

Charles Aznavour, 94. Don’t think his owld man was too keen on him, judging by his middle name. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Aznavour

I’m picturing essembee slapping on the blackface and wrapping a tea towel round his head after his weekly overdose of Mackie Tans, then running up and down his street in Pennywell shouting “Goodness Gracious Me! I’m foreign, you know” in a terrible Indian accent, to a chorus of slamming doors from his poor neighbours.

North Shields Sambucas

Just every time old Spaghetti-Heed rapes someone. Allegedly…

Why’d you join the Army then? Or didn’t you?

They don’t. Fucking stinkers.