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Whereas we get an extra hour of Eurovision disco choonage at our off-season fanboy gathering (in Edinburgh, this year). Which, it might be argued, is even more traumatic.

They're one cunt short of a picnic basket full of cunts.

Not just the old days - it got an airing outside the Eight Bells on a recent Fulham away trip too. Old habits die hard...

You are the worst at everything.

21, blimey! The raggedy white kitten in my pic made it to 20 and I thought she did well for herself

It was dead good for driving Matchbox cars around.

Careful...

Wants to send 'em all back... Getting on a bit... Concerned about affordable dental care... I think we've worked out mincepie's true identity:

"....you must suck it."

I don't know what's worse, the hair, the carpet or the jumper. ....it's definitely the hair, isn't it?

Obertan the match-winner at the weekend, Roma 5-0 down at half-time... the fates are seriously conspiring to get CT back on here.

That'll learn him.

Smug, but fair enough.

I'm washing my hair.

I've forgotten my login for the secret forum.

I'm talented like that.

It's a habit, they die hard - I've had a wobble or two along the way and I've been getting dedicated help for it. Still, reaching a point where you only need five pints as your crutch rather than fifteen is progress of a sort, even for someone who wears their alcohol tolerance as a badge of honour.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xLbcIianBg

"Perhaps I ought to chalk it..."