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Sorry... we ended up downstairs after everyone discovered the same "morgue effect" in the upstairs bit... we were clustered around the doorway to the stairs, anyway, if that helps you at all...

I should be there from 2-ish, being dragged along to the Mela notwithstanding.

Why am I thinking of breakfast cereal? 16168[/snapback] Sugar-Coated Puffy Nipples?

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There are plenty of words for it in a sexual sense, aye, you just don't really have the phrase "Who the fuck...". Haven't been to enough games here to know what kind of equivalent chants you'd aim at your arch-rivals... should get myself along to one of the local clubs really

German's surprisingly rubbish for swearing in, so the nearest you can probably get is "Wer zum Teufel ist Man United?", though that's a lot, lot milder... Isegrim would probably know more, I'm sure he's got a filthy mouth behind that academic façade he puts on.

Wouldn't you crack your teeth on that?

So I'm off to Newcastle in the morning. Actually I have to be up at 5am to get the train to Hannover Airport and it's already gone midnight now. Anyway, I'll be popping in occasionally over the next few days to see what the plans are for the Man U pissup - hope to see most of you lot there

Quite arousing, I thought.

And there was a decent chance it'd be me...

I have visions of five-legged Aussie men now...

It can be if you want it to be.

Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie.

I thought you were a big fan of anything pink.

I'm not having sweets and crisps hogging the limelight without the real king of snack food getting a mention: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Almost good enough to move back to the UK for...

On a vaguely related note, I know this was posted on the old board some time ago, but it's still cool. http://www.pointlesswasteoftime.com/games/manifesto.html

Did you watched too much Weltjugendtag? 15684[/snapback] Papstgucken macht schlau! At least, that's what Bayerischer Rundfunk seem to keep telling me...

Sie sollen brennen! In der Hölle! Stirb, Fernseher, stirb!

I'm in Edinburgh on Wednesday and Thursday, visiting friends. Should I expect to see you on the Royal Mile, wearing a clown costume and blue body paint and precariously balanced on one leg atop a packing crate, all in the name of "performance art"?

Howay man, there's no need for that kind of thing... ....who'd want to live in Munich?

I wouldn't count on that.

Going to forego the Durham-Scotland cricket and join us for the Man U pissup after all?

How's you, by the way? I'm so rude.