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An oregano, a rosemary and a basil tried to get served late on but the barman said, 'sorry, thyme at the bar, please. Thyme at the bar'

I tried licking Roger Tames arse but nookie bear kept getting in my way whilst Roger was shouting every cliche known to man into a microphone, it would've been hard for me to do but meat and drink for Roger.

I first tried licking Doug Weatherall's arse but I couldn't see my way as the shadow was too big.

I, along with my mates, affectionately nicknamed Benny Kristensen the Mad Chef after the character from the Muppet show but we weren't in a bromance with the local sports media so got no credit whatsoever, if only we'd licked John Gibson or Alan Oliver's arse? Sad. 😟

After handing the tickets out.... Said something very similar earlier on to someone. 🤞

Short term, just a bit of consultation work it looks like?

Just in the bait room crying at this, luckily nobody else was in at the time.

I fancy us to give them a game and hopefully get some revenge on them however this is with the caveat of having a level playing field when it comes to the officials and the VAR horrors watching it in the background.

You can't knock the absolute loyalty the athletic show to their mates for fan quotes, err, I mean Eddie shows to Tindall and the players.

Be a copper standing on the west gallowgate/west stand paddocks turnstiles I'd have thought?

King of the GIFs strikes again.....

My lass edges me by walking near the kitchen door but not actually going into the kitchen.

Harsh. 'Release Roderick' would've done with maybe 'He's a robber' added if he managed the first bit.

I thought it was code for 'I will do virtually anything to keep people's attention'.

That's great but what happened when you dropped the acid?

None for me, on a course at work, no internet in the house, bairn wouldn't have realised either.

Eranu! The correct answer is Sam Allardyce.

+1 How do you pronounce it? S-nus? S.N.U.S? Snooos? (I'm now more bothered about the pronunciation than whatever the fuck snus actually is).

Because there's no real skin in the game or hatred then you usually smile seeing fans at international tournaments, probably only really the Russians or the England fans where you wouldn't have strictly benign thoughts. (Unless of course the cameraman focuses in on a hinny).

Never mind jellyhead yanks reaction videos, get them on to remote villagers reaction videos if that's their thing.

Not just well said but concise as well.

Seriously, man. How the fuck do these get voted in?

Face like a slapped arse though, although like you say, probably unimpressed with young David Perv Bailey gathering some wanking material for the long winter months later on that year.

You @PaddockLad Write an epic Poem. Paddock Lad from Poole travelling to dance on the grave of football commentator John Motson and luckily gets his lycra tight Scotland shirt from DH Gate just in time before setting off, he leaves a smilie sticker on the headstone of a wee little yellow man sipping coffee. ChatGPT Behold the tale of Paddock Lad, From Poole he hailed, so strong and glad. A man of action, a man of might, With a mission to dance on a grave tonight. The target of his ire? None other than, The famous football man, John Motson. Though many may have doubted his skill, Paddock Lad was determined to execute his will. Before his journey, a purchase he made, A lycra tight Scotland shirt, to wear in his crusade. And where did he get it, you may ask? From DH Gate, with free shipping, no hidden task. With his shirt in tow, he set out on his quest, To dance on the grave, to lay the man to rest. But before he reached his destination fair, He stumbled upon a sight that caught his stare. A wee little yellow man, sipping coffee so sweet, In a small little café, where no one did he meet. Paddock Lad couldn't help but smile, And left a sticker on the man's head, so beguiling. With his deeds done, and his mission complete, He arrived at John Motson's grave, so neat. And there he danced, with all his might, A dance of joy, a dance of might. And as he left the grave, he knew, That he had done what he set out to do. Paddock Lad, from Poole he came, With a lycra shirt and a mission, so insane. Yet he proved himself a hero, so great, Dancing on the grave of John Motson, his fate.

If the actual state froze the assets of our club because our owner was an ally of, in real terms, an enemy foreign state, I don't think there's a cat in hells chance we get quite the same sympathy or free pass Chelsea got and are getting. I'd be amazed if they didn't call for our immediate relegation/deduction of points and if we'd won anything then that would be under pressure to be stripped from us. Just look at the difference in the tone of Man United's potential takeover or how they are with Liverpool. The regional bias is very strong and obviously not limited to just football.