Howmanheyman

Aye, this is it. I have a low knacker tolerance when it comes to divvies talking shite about stuff they're blissfully and willfully ignorant of, and I'm not just talking about nufc stuff but their own club's background. Fuck em.

No, you're wrong. This is a fate worse than death itself. He'll sit on his yacht crying himself to sleep before one day jumping overboard. Or maybe not.

Bling back the Loker Loar.

I'm guessing a few are just anti-nufc and don't want to know so basically fuck 'em.

Just your porn collection.

Or lighter fluid off a mackem's crack. (You pays your money, etc....)

Lighter fuel off a mackem's arse, tbh.

The distance between Rafa and Pardew is roughly the same as the nearest galaxy to ours.

You're thinking of the pirate position? 'Arghhh!'

The shit thing thing about greggs is all the local bakers that have gone the journey since their expansion.

WTF?? It's lovely but it is a heartburn magnet.

Trace.

Fucking good result if we win this, Oakwell not the best ground for us. Hopefully Norwich don't score another.

Ah, that explains all the smilies.

This is like a literary version of 606 when David Mellor was on it.

Aye, I noticed it the other day but was the same plus thought it would be on too long and I was knackered.

Red Monday, even.

The knight was on form yesterday. 'Working class hero/fans' piece, a piece about our attendances, a piece about how Gayle is blown away by our support and another how Darlow is also blown away by our support and him even writing extra lyrics from Spandau Ballet. I couldn't even top that. When parody morphs into reality.

I've heard plenty criticism of the atmosphere, hope the critics tried doing something about it like opening their vocal chords and shouting encouragement rather than sitting like little lambs then tweeting or posting about it later. Not a direct pop at you fish, but if the amount of people not happy with the atmosphere made a bit of noise there wouldn't be anything to moan about in the first place. Nice to see some complimentary comments from the Brentford lads and lasses, though.

Apt photo, MF.

No, it's 17th may 1970 or whatever it is.