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Was thinking exactly this when I heard that there were just cuts, bruises and some broken bones but no deaths.

Break up whenever you want you hungry bastard, you're virtually self employed aren't you?

What's the difference between a vibrater and a Sunderland supporter?? A vibrators not a proper cock.

Yet another cunt thinking it's ok that they can fuck a club because they have a few sheckles in the bank.

'The silent War' Still available on bbc iplayer which documents the cold war battle between British, US and Soviet submarines and their 'hunting' of each other. There's two episodes. Very interesting.

Heard a bit on the radio this morning of the decision of Vince Cable that Zero contracts don't need scrapping as he believes that many people want the freedom to be employed on such a basis. Aye, mate, that's EXACTLY the type of working contract I'm looking for next time I'm ever out of work. These bastards wont be happy till people stand outside workplaces and a foreman comes out and picks who he wants for that days work and tells them what they'll get if they WORK HARD. Cunts.

Well put.

Bobby Mitchell: "My career was over when I finished at Newcastle. Emotionally, I couldn't play anywhere else....I simply could not enjoy football anywhere else. After what I'd had at Newcastle, there was no other place to be at all." http://nufc.com/advent2013/2013-advent-19.html

Going try not being on here as much and going to try to see a pic of gloomy's cousin who looks twenty something but who's thirty nine and looks great.

Police on a stakeout.

I've seen us in CL. It was good. I've never seen us win a cup. Cup all day, every day. (We'd just be the 'other English side' in the CL anyway).

Yep. In a fucking nutshell.

I hate tuna. If you served that to me you'd need a new window.

The one BT have in their games takes the piss, the screen splits in two as the two sets of players are shaking hands and theres Ray's head in one half with with 'the laihtest odds' telling you to 'ave a bit a thaht!'.

Read somewhere recently about concerns of all these bet in play adverts that are wall to wall now when there's a match on the television. Have to say, apart from the annoyance of them, (especially every Cockney's hero, Ray Winstone), they really are pushing the boat with aggressive advertising and encouraging people to gamble before and during the game. Also what is a worry is that the young lad who loves football may start to believe this is the norm when a game is on, he may think that when he gets older he wont be able to wait to get his 'mobile and laptop out nah!'. It's almost like these bet firms are grooming the next generation of Gamblers as much as trying to get business from your average television watching football supporter. Obviously most of us will think it's ok to have the odd bet but I think it's went a bit far IMHO. Maybe there should be certain restrictions on these adverts a la cigarettes or am I going a bit over the top?

What happens at the end?

They're definitely relegated, mind. Just hope they don't do a fucking Wigan and win their 2nd cup of the season on their way down.

Wife text and asked if I'd mind popping in to Wallsend after work and getting her a couple of cards? No bother I text back. This was her next text: 'Birthday Dad x 1 (70th) Granda x 1 Birthday bottle bag Christmas Daughter x 2 Mam n dad x 2 Grandma n granda x 1 Granny n granda x 1 Sister x 3 Auntie x 3' Fuck.

That's a damning article but absolutely no surprises in it when it comes down to it. If I was a police officer I'd be tempted to arrest half the conservative party for inciting hatred towards the unfortunate. This is the Tories to a tee. Horrible bastards who manage to fool a certain type through their propaganda.

Is there a fanbase with such a desperate need to be liked and associated with anyone who'll give them five minutes of their time?

This. The Wife looks at me like I'm Scrooge for even questioning this or end of school year presents. Never happened when I was at school.

Half the fuckers will have already seen it I'd guess.

Once upon a time people might tip binmen as they'd come up your path and grab a metal bin full of rubbish and carry it to the wagon. Now, if the plastic bin with wheels on isn't touching the street pavement they don't want to know, even if the bin is a couple of feet on the drive. My tip for them would be to wear full padding if I ever buy an airgun.

33-1.

Once had a pint with a bloke from New Orleans who proudly told me he was Irish. He then asked me to draw him a map on the back of a beer mat to show him where Ireland was. About a day later I spoke to another Sherman and he said, "Hey! You're Australian, right?"