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After reading all of the stories on RTG about NUFC tops. I now have my own. I was up at Bamburgh yesterday with the family and I saw a young lad wearing a Sunderland top. I thought to myself, 'I haven't seen a Sunderland top in years' and continued to enjoy my day out.

Funnily enough I saw a little kid in the metro centre at the weekend in a Sunderland shirt and I screamed you came to wrong neighbourhood mother fucker and jumped off the balcony with a Randy savage elbow drop. He’s dead now, and I hockled in his mams face as she cried over what remains of her kid. In reality, I saw him - thought it’s not actually a poor quality shirt for a mackem kit and went and bought my son a toon top for him to wear at Dalton Park because nothing prepares you for life more than getting windmilled by a mental mackem.

should've immediately dashed off to that huge gift shop in seahouses full of inflatable puffins etc and got yourself a plastic sword. you could've then dashed back and recreated a russell crowe scene from the coloseum. that'd teach the little cunt.

Americans love getting married young as well. The number of kids I worked with over there who were not long out of uni and they were either already married or were engaged. No wonder their divorce rate is so high. Best off to wait til you're in your thirties and choose poorly, like I did.

We need to get this done to save your face over the separate Marc Guehi thread, which I note you're too embarrassed to post this latest development in.

They missed a trick by not making the pizza place BYOC (bring your own cheese)

They've just managed to escape the Sunderland airshow after being stuck there for the last five years.

They've got a canny long thread brewing about the new Sela stack. Now I've moved office and it is not a handy piss break for me can't say I'm arsed about it. Anyway, turns out it is an absolute disaster for the city and it means visiting away fans will now be socialising in Sunderland. Talking of which, in Sunderland they have opened a new eating/drinking venue called "the Stables" in a place near the SoL (Sheepfolds). https://www.readytogo.net/smb/threads/sheepfolds-development.1569674/ Some decent enough vendors by the sounds of it but here are some comments: Raw sewerage leaking from the toilet (standard). Floor is uneven so they can't put tables/barrels on it in the courtyard. Only two bars so massive "ques" (it seems to be beyond mackem comprehension to spell queue). Shit music played too loud. Feral kids running amok. Dogs allowed to sit on tables in venues. I scream for pizza charging FIVE POWOUND FOWER A SINGLE PIZZA SLICE MARRA! Oh, and the unraguable fact the place is literally located on an industrial estate opposite a scrap yard (below). I dunno, I think away fans for both us and Sunderland might just stick with Newcastle after all.

FYP

I have to be honest and say that the thought never crossed my mind. Should I feel ashamed? I know that this was probably because I was subconsciously frozen solid inside, through complete fear, but at the time it honestly just felt like the Sunderland top was irrelevant to my day/life.

I trust you strutted over to him, laughed in his face and made him go all sheepish though.

@The Fish I mean no harm man. I've got four, life without a washing machine is brutal. All that chat aside and back on topic, I'm quietly optimistic that clan Blastronaut have survived the school holidays. Only two Houdini acts from the lad, and only one that involved having to collect him from a Polis riot van. He's 7. Thankfully on both occasions other parents of kids from the same Autism provision clocked him gleefully running barefoot down a main road into oncoming traffic and actually downed tools to run after him make sure he was safe while I had his (also autistic) siblings, polis and a neighbourhood search party out for him. Good quote's from the other dad of a lad on the spectrum that followed him on foot for 2 miles trying to guide him away from danger "he's got some fucking stamina" and "the sheer amount of folk rubbernecking it was sickening". I'm a fairly devout atheist, but there's some absolute angels out there that somehow manage to be in exactly the right place at exactly the right time and intuitively know how to deal with mental situations like that without judgement. Then there's the lazy miserable "I'm alright jack" cunts that come out of the woodwork weeks after the event begging for some recognition for having watched the lad run barefoot, kamikaze style into oncoming traffic that did sweet fuck all to help at the time. Current mood - feeling blessed, but it's bittersweet knowing that the overwhelming majority of folk simply don't give a fuck about anyone but themselves.

..... And here is that formal communication.....

why have they got the homepride flour man playing in every position?

I've been on plenty of other clubs' message boards and the recurring theme is that whenever they've an away day in Sunderland thy either stay for a night out in Newcastle, or are in and out like a black ops rendition team.

I had a works night out in Sunderland just before COVID. Ended up in somewhere called Arizona which I assume is a late night bar/club. The bouncers were letting people in wearing tracksuits and trainers. We had an autistic lad out with us who is an "enthusiastic" dancer. I literally had to follow him around the dance floor he was getting that many dirty looks off the locals he dared get close too. Genuinely one of, if not THE, worst night out I've ever had .

Wonder where they got the Metro from, hmmmmm makes you think.

Hmmmm. I'll pass. ❌Camping. ❌Ex-footy hoolie hippy living in next door cottage brandishing an air rifle. ❌❌❌ Wales.

Seems like slightly odd criteria

She rose to somewhat dubious prominence again for being anti vax and anti lockdown during covid. Imagine taking medical advice off her and Right Said Fred ffs. As others have alluded to, her PhD is in some bollocks from an unaccredited US ‘university’ that does online courses without checking qualifications and where everyone passes. Some actual real medical doctor from the UK registered their dead cat and it got the same qualification. Just to highlight what a charlatan she is. She also used to have ambitions to be a Tory MP. She’ll 100% be Reform now though.

I don't recall ever seeking as much attention as this when me collar bone was shattered in to a million pieces. just bravely got on with things to be honest.

I spent a week in Huntsville, Alabama. Nice place but VERY white and seemed to have as many churches as houses. Pulled an absolutely cracking Southern Belle type blondie in a bar in Tennessee. Stayed friends with her on social media for a few years after and she ended marrying some Eric Trump looking rich cunt on his families estate. Total waste. She'd have loved Chester Le Street.

Keith Floyd would have been fluent too, by the time he got halfway through his first recipe.

Honestly man, they are fucking mental. Newcastle is a fairly well known, even famous, hsopitality city frequently voted the most friendly city in the UK. Huge restaurant and pub scene over multiple areas, plenty hotels, good transport links. It's just geared up for it. I know I am inevitably biased but Sunderland just is not. Green text: it is fucking true. Yellow text: as evidenced by the underlying premise of this message. Perfectly friendly as long as you say what greyate marras we all are, and say it in the right places, otherwise...... WHy aye. Got all his Newcastle marras to leave work at Gosforth to come drinking in Sunderland, 20 years ago. Has "ftm" in his username.

I paid (unbeknown to mrs tbd) the best part of £500 for that rifle and seen the rat once since. little fucker appeared from under the hedge mid afternoon and was spotted by the pitbull who launched himself in to attack. rat squealed and dashed off behind the greenhouse with snoop in hot pursuit. I was really worried the dog would put his head through the glass so I dragged him away, but he remained on high alert for the rest of the afternoon. anyway, I've set meself up like some sort of great white hunter from days gone by practically every evening with a carefully laid trap of peanut butter and cooking oil. not a fucking sign of the cunt I have however shot straight through the middle of an empty thatchers gold can with dead eye precision. money well spent!

Now I have a vision of one of the tramps barging into the kitchen and telling the chef to "hold on there, marra" as he empties his parmesan filled pockets one by one on to the base.

This is a scary prospect. I could see myself sat up bolt upright in my tent all night, clutching my swiss army knife for dear life.

RTG behaviour, marra.

The only administrative act I can do, despite occasional tags and requests, is delete the thread. I have considered it, many times. But here we are.

Wait what? I promise I posted the message in English. hahahaha.

Easy for you to say.

Dr Gillian McKeith, or, to use her full name, Gillian McKeith. An absolute disgusting crank who is one of the ones responsible for anyi-scientific conspiracy theory thinking. These embryonic fruitcakes fucked over the Western World and were allowed to by a complicit and gullible media. Now they are out of control and in the US are part of mainstream politics. I remember she reckoned she could diagnose anyone's holistic health by looking at their poo. Jonathon Ross obliged on his show. She writhed about, saying how she could tell by the stench alone Ross was not a well man. He then promptly took his battered faeces out the tupperware box and ate it live on stage. It was a mashed up mars bar. The silly bint wasn't having it though and accused him of switching it. For some reason I can't find the video on youtube now. Found this from another forum to prove to myself I'm not misremembering. Makes you think.

You're disgusting.

Now I know this is a euphemism but I'm a bit scared to think what of.

He's about to go from "I'M A CHILD!" to...

I’ve stayed in Brizzle a few times when I had my rope access business. Of all the other cities in the UK, it struck me as having a very similar vibe to Newcastle- might have been the area we were staying - Clifton, which has similar architecture, as did the part of the city we frequented, more likely was that both areas were also stowed out with top-notch blart.

By coincidence I've just had an invitation to partake in a bowel screening programme by the NHS. I've got (very, very mild) ulcerative colitis which increases your cancer risk so will be doing it. Also got high BP. Well, more white coat hypertension, its okay when I'm relaxed at home but off the scale in the office. I think a BP device is a good investment though, as you just have to return a borrowed one and it will have been around loads of scratters arms. My cholesterol is shite too though so I'll probably be on a statin by the end of the year. I'm on a health drive but even if that lowers it, you can only reduce LDL-C by about 10 to 15% from lifestyle. Pop a statin and you get 40% reduction, could mean the difference between a heart attack and not. We're nearly all going to end up on them so I say start early to maximise the benefit. Oh, and then there's my gout. The joys of growing old.

As someone who went to uni in Sunderland and even lived there for a spell in my third year (just off Chester road beycause I was geyt posh, marra) can confirm there is zero reason anyone would go to Sunderland for a drink pre or post game. Also this “friendliest marras” thing is horseshit too. My mates brother was up from Leeds and we went out for a few drinks before a mackem game. No one had a footy top on or announced affiliations one way or another. My mates brother got a glass thrown at him because someone didn’t like his accent - as he literally ordered a pint at the bar, so doing nowt. Sunderland weren’t even playing a Yorkshire based team from memory.

He’s been off for quite some time. Since he hoyed his toys out the pram when Pope was brought in he’s stank like an over ripe camembert forgotten in the boot of the car.

Sat at the dinner table in a ghillie suit. "Do you HAVE to?!" "War doesn't work to your timetable, love."

regarding football dinosaur's short post above.... i think the last week or so has probably highlighted to potential visitors which is the more welcoming and inclusive place between newcastle and sunderland. sunderland isn't a city, it's a moment of pissed up madness by our late queen. and there's nowt great about it either, it's a fucking shithole. but apart from that, he's nailed his post.

here's me with my brand new bsa lightning. be afraid, be very afraid.

Awful. Nice article here from Atherton: https://www.thetimes.com/article/29b580ae-d265-4214-aaa4-d8d39f661f9f?shareToken=0d852e88e6c2f7029bdb5eb8825667b9

So you’re suggesting GT5 is a closet Mackem, aye ?