Howmanheyman

Can gemmill or fish do a graph of the sex trending downwards when the novelty wears off and the bills go up. Add in a baby or two.....?

"So you phoned up sky fucking news live on air and then hung up when they answered? Was your fucking brain cell on holiday today?"

"It's really tricky to say just what these polls are telling us at this moment in time and that's all they are, a snapshot in the day they were taken."

He's at a meeting with the 1922 committee who are going to brief him about having to work with Farage.

Maybe he thinks if Johnson could get away with it?

If he finally got in as an MP I sincerely hope he'd be treated and get the same question opportunities as any other bog standard MP. It would kill him standing up to ask a question and being constantly overlooked as well as having to attend parliament on a regular basis. Has he thought this through?

"Depay? Not for me, Clive."

This has to against some kind of electoral rules?

It was almost like a whirlwind how fast they rushed our takeover through, marra.

Unless she's a practicing her Italian accent?

I once had a dirt cheap subscription for the athletic for basically nothing for the first few months. I cancelled way before I needed to. It was pretty poor I thought, and some of the stuff I've seen in the last couple of years it looks like it's only gotten worse.

Looks like she's floundering on her sentences.

I'm starting my new job on Wednesday and I'm feeling strangely down about it. I'm not even sure it's nerves that much? I'm fixating a bit on the permanent Sundays but I don't know. Maybe I've become too used to being off and the missus condition is just getting worse mobility wise. Am I just being lazy?

I know. Wasn't sure if he was talking a stain or former NUFC and Everton (?) player Sylvain Distin instead?

No you're wrong, the polls haven't had time to catch up yet.....

Oh, oh. Someone's going to be in trouble.

'ah was walking down Madison, (ah swear ah never had a gun) and ah saw a ninetayn ninetey Marco lads shirt. I shouted over 'Gerrin! FTM!' and the new yorka turned around and said, 'hey man, I hate the mags toooo but I loved the Netflix Sunderland till I die show, I watched all the seasons and bought this shirt on eBay, buddy." Then a cop on a horse who overheard clapped and give us a backa on his horse back to my hotel like Crocodile Dundee and we passed maceys and al that and a cafe where a lush lass was fayaking an orgasm or she'd seen my lads top, hard to tell, marra.'

Hook, line and sinker.

"He turned and looked but said nothing." These mags always saying fuck all when pulled, looking embarrassed or looking down at their feet The story's may get tweaked but the patter remains the same.

Lady à Courcey DeTroyte: "Darling, I need a word. I've found out about your dirty little secret." Lord à Courcey DeTroyte: "Ah, listen darling I can explain, I tripped over a kerb and ended up landing on the male prostitute who just happened to be lying there naked sniffing cocaine. In the fall my clothes snagged on a protruding erection causing them to fall off and his rolled up fifty pound note ended up one of my nostrils with the class A drug accidently being inhaled from a line spread out on his buttocks." Lady à Courcey-DeTroyte: "No, not that, the fact you're standing in this year's election for Sunak!" Lord à Courcey DeTroyte: "Oh fuck. You know."

Has Eales appointed his replacement?