The Fish

Aye, he's not for me, but fair play to the lad, he's worked hard at something he's passionate about and it's panned out for him. Think the three of us on the podcast I do, don't care enough about "pushing the brand" or whatever to make it anything more than what it is now. We've a decent number of people who listen and who get in touch, but we're never, ever going to make any money off it. The "True Geordie" believed there's a market out there for him, and he's grafted to exploit it. The lucky fat bastard.

Overpaid? I really don't understand this line of thinking. These players are amongst the best, what, 1,000 or so at what they do. Were they among the best 1,000 or so actors, singers, lawyers, doctors, "celebrities" or titans of business, they'd be earning similar , if not more. Their careers are shorter and can, with one bad landing, be over in an instant. They're paid the market rate.

Oi, you little meff, have a fucking cig in your eye! Hi, I'm Joey Barton and welcome to my TED talk.

How much is he making off this? £40-50k a year? More power to his elbow, says I. Going to be hard for him to transition from shouty Youtuber to anything else in the media though. When I get the call from the National Bureau of Talent it'll be because I've stayed true to myself. Never whored myself out for money like him* *don't mention the window sales job

There's a reason for that.

What in the Hell is going on?! Never on, pissed as a fart when she is, and she gets a fucking Birthday thread? This is some bullshit right here.

But he has left it, at some point, right?

Dummetgate all over again

"ultra fancy"

That happens with most attacking midfielders, by the very nature of that position.

He (the coward) is (cowardly) playing (as only a coward could) at Norwich (like a coward).

She is, aye. He's a good mate (Usher at mine), but there's no way we'd be going if this was some random spot on the map they'd chosen. Got a really good deal in the end, flights and very nice hotel for a reasonable price.

Going to Mauritius for a wedding in August. Bride's family has a full week of activities as options. A picnic up a mountain, a day on a yacht, a barbecue at their place etc. Or we can just lounge at our hotel for the duration. Can't wait!

Hate the way it's billed as a "fiery debate". Zero interest in facts, or reasoned arguments, he's purely interested in getting attention. And his wranglers are the same, they'll let him shutdown guests, or they'll book controversial ones. Not to show the balance of the debate, but simply to get advertising revenue. Of course Piers thinks it's all a big laugh, patting himself on the back for getting attention again. He couldn't give a shit that by giving hate mongers a platform, he's gifting them power and influence. And when anyone picks him up on it, he attacks the critic rather than respond to the criticism. He'll shift focus with some world class whataboutery. I'd love some to calmly and patiently peel away his layers of bullshit to drill down the human being underneath and get him to acknowledge that the influence he wields comes with a responsibility that, thus far, he seems oblivious to.

He's suggesting the same Magoos who thought Cattermole should be in with a shout of an England call up (ridiculous at any stage of his career), who thought Sessegnon was better than Ben Arfa, he suggest those cunts should be entrusted with finding quality players in the lower tiers of the English pyramid? Aye go on then, this'll be a laugh.

Which is fine if they're not saturated with US-centric imagery. From the news desks, to brand logos. Hell, watch a movie and there's the Universal Studios logo, USA proud of all others, top of the world, that's where the sun's rising and the rest of the world is in darkness. Also, those interviewed weren't Brendan Dassey hicks.

Couldn't believe they couldn't even pick out the USA. I mean, I'd struggle with half the european countries, but I'd definitely be able to pick out England on a fucking map.

Either that or because I was nice to Alexa, I'll be one of the meatpets owned by our new cybernetic overlords.

You own a roomba, so you can stick that right up your flux capacitor. Bloke at work has a "Smart Kettle" that won't boil dry and will heat the water to the specific temperature for the beverage you're after. Apparently he say's good morning to the Echo and it gives him the weather, the headlines, boils the kettle and then plays the radio for him.

Let me get this straight, the reason Brexit is a shit show is because Labour haven't meekly agreed with the government? Now, I don't follow politics half as much as the rest of you, but I see loads of stories and hear loads of complaints that Labour don't provide actual opposition. End of the day, Brexit is the result of a power struggle in the Conservative party and subsequent lies from the Leave side, right? Not sure how CT can blame Labour for this omnishambles. It's like, 25 years ago, blaming the lawyer for the Jurassic Park Dinosaur incident.

Once you get the right "skills" and accessories it's tip top. The Phillips Hue bulbs are the next thing for me, then one of the alexa compatible doorbell/camera things, then locks, entertainment stuff will wait until after Christmas, I reckon. Teach it routines and all that

The litmus test is surely how safe Jack is in the taxi rank when Gemmill's on the prowl

Morgan isn't remotely interested in journalism. He's purely concerned with getting attention. His response to criticism of his softball "interviews" with Bannon and Trump? "Well where were your interviews?" Trump isn't going to let someone actually hold him to task because he knows he'll be made to look ridiculous, and even if someone does land a few actual questions he'll not answer them or dismiss the interviewer as "Fake News". I've seen a load of right leaning folk on twitter retweeting Morgan and Trump and their ilk, as if it's all a bit of a laugh. This orange buffoon is one of the most powerful people on the planet, he's a bigot, a misogynist and a child. It's not a bit of a laugh, it's serious.

Cheers and merry birthday to you too my simian chum