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Nah, all goes in one of these:

We don't even have a cutlery drawer. Anarchy!

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Judging someone on their signings who insisted they be judged on their signings? That crazy talk.

A bit of both. They're musical comedy performers who do TV and stage stuff, so basically it's meant to be a daft skit for their new series but also a good enough underlying song to potentially go viral. Which it seems to be doing.

The best thing to come out of Norway since Aeris LBT Breivik gjetost.

2. Microwave Chicken and Mushroom Risotto "à l'orientale" (garnished with Chilli Flakes), served on a bed of Cow & Gate Pea Porridge - £2.80/100g [measured by weight]

Maybe he's going to bet on it.

One plastered his shed in bacon, the oth...... ...... Oh.

Hang on, what were you stir-frying in before? Or was it you who didn't like stir-fries and similar? It so confusing.

There in they're too.

Wey I was to the Sunday Sun in the 90s, so I don't see why my nerdy predecessors should have been any different.

Hang on, how did I miss this? Top wumming.

Dipping my toes into the new Nine Inch Nails to see if Reznor's moved on at all since the late 90s. So far, so not.

New thread in General Chat: "Anyone ever emigrated to Italy?"

I always have 17-22 year old footballers on my mind. It's a triumph of sheer will and determination that I'm able to post about anything else.

Just because that was the age range that was being hailed the last time we had a "golden generation" hype, around 2001, and you tend to need a core of mature and internationally experienced pros to achieve on the global stage. Obviously future world-beaters like Glen Johnson, Aaron Lennon and James Milner were in the younger category at the time.

At least after the 5-1 against Germany you could point at the young players coming into the England setup and genuinely believe they might coalesce into a "golden generation", even if it wasn't to be. With the possible exception of Wilshere, who on earth is there in the 17-22 category now that might reasonably be the heart and soul of the team in nine years' time?

So it's actually nothing to do with moaning 50-year-olds as you suggested earlier, it's just you having a go at young people as usual. Glad we cleared that up.

Better? I thought you'd appreciate the one above anyway, it's served with the posh version of a buttered slice - a rustic hunk

I kind of liked the Angry Asparagus approach, but this is back to baby food.

We've had calls for a Mr. Janice Samuel (yes, "Mr.") for more than four years now. Like you say, some cold callers just cannot grasp the concept. Fortunately the only people who use our landline are the fella's family and they tend to call on Sunday night when they do, so the landline phone literally gets ignored the entire rest of the time. It's daft really.