Monkeys Fist

He'll be there with his boots tomorrow morning, " yeah, but when you said no, you didn't really mean no, did you?"

Sheffield have binned him. http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/30054475

Oy Vey

Late to the party here, something I wondered about when his return was first reported is whether it was Sheff.Utd's decision. Reports at the time mentioned things like "following a request from the PFA", is it possible that they put pressure on the club to take him back Do they have that power?

Sounds like him and Malky are made for each other. Hang on, that would make them..... er you know..... Well, they're all kiddy fiddlers and promiscuous, aren't they?

Nice article that, HF. In particular, this gem of a line Spot on.

Sneaky!

It's real, but only in Wisconsin.

You must buy this, if only so that next time Bravado comes to yours you can hand it to him on a plate.

Bought for the novelty value? I've heard it's quite salty.

Bastille-Pompeii. Are they obsessed with historical places? They should cover Waterloo. Or London Bridge is Falling Down. Or InSeine in the Membrane. Can't think if anymore- it's early.

I know it was your birthday the other day, but here's a late pressie http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/148259143X/ref=redir_mdp_mobile/187-2583645-9496032?camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=148259143X&linkCode=as2&linkId=4ZVDCHBPSDTG3YPL&redirect=true&ref_=as_li_tl&tag=dangeminds09-20 Some of the reviews are decent, not to mention the "Customers who bought this also bought..."

First England I've enjoyed in a long time. They just seemed, Better.... Together.

I'd imagine his current form may be related to the fact all his favourite hookers are probably dead now, then.

I was thinking "quality dumper", but yours works equally well.

..... Goes to google, opens new account at "The Bank".

Ey ey! Do' be dissing Steeeeevie Geeeeeeee

Who's that? She a real J.C.B.

Cracking play leading to the third goal there.

Surprised he didn't put himself in there, mind. He's always blowing his own trumpet

Fried lettuce.

Without wanting to upset our posters from North of the Border, I'm sat here thinking that the last time a bunch of English lads marched into the wastelands and so decisively pissed on the Sweaties was in 1745, up near Inverness. Sounds like it's at Wembley

Q:When does it kick off? A:When England score.

Aye him. Caught him with his knob in the biscuit tin the other day......