Monkeys Fist

I hope so cos I’ve just cracked one out.

Apparently not, nor our Kamagra-riddled chum from Teeside. Six-digits it is then

Nah- I don’t believe in jinxes. 😉

Day off today, so having thrown away the Wench’s to-do list, I’ve just put a pot of Pastisada in the oven to bubble away nicely until teatime. ( It’s basically Greek bolognaise from Corfu, slow cooked with big pieces of beef) Method- Brown beef in olive oil and garlic, remove from casserole pot. Slowly soften , in the beefy pot, equal amounts of finely chopped onion, carrot, celery. I add 4-5 whole but cracked large garlic cloves here too. After 10-15 minutes, add tomato purée, garlic purée, and a good dollop of pesto. Put the beef back in, sprinkle on some paprika, chilli, and a little bit of cinnamon. Deglaze with a good slug of white wine. Reduce Add beef stock and passata, and a teaspoon of sugar. Hoy in the oven on low. Fresh basil on it just before you serve. Have it with linguine or spaghetti, or, as we’re doing today, plenty of warm sourdough bread. (Not my pic, I’ll post one when it’s done, if I remember. )

We don’t do fat shaming here, unless you’re from Boldon.

FYP

So will we.

Spurs mob held a 45 minute silence yesterday.

Fuck you- I’m not letting facts get in the way of a good scouser-bashing.

Potential banana skin this, mind.

It’s funny as fuck because the entire status and reputation of Liverpool was built on them having a massive financial advantage over every other English club thanks to the Pools money provided by the Moores family. But we know the scousers never let facts get in the way of a good whine

Well, whoever it is forgot to log out of their Terry account when they posted the reply above

I thought you were grafting today @Howmanheyman.

Nowt wrong with the occasional wobble mate, I’ve had several since I packed in years back. The trick is to accept it as a wobble, forget about it, and start again. I had one just after Christmas, bought a pack, smoked ‘em, and realised why I’d stopped in the first place as I smelt fucking rank and didn’t enjoy any bar the first one.

That’s really no way to talk to Paddocklad, I’m disappointed to see this.

“Feeling juicy” I fucking love this lad.

I’m impressed CT hasn’t got any Leffe/Burger/Ketchup/Piss stains on his white tent tbh.

I suspect wor Terry is a current, or former, poster having a little giggle- not sure who, tbh, but crack on … unless it’s Quiff, then get fucked However, it could equally be a real, live, six-digited inbreed, which would be even funnier.

This is one of the reasons I’m actually really fucking excited about what’s coming under Howe. He’s not just turned around one underperforming player, he’s done it to an entire squad, in less than a full season. He’s not a world beating manager, yet*, but he’s a fucking incredible coach. *I have no doubt whatsoever that he will become one, very quickly.

Nee botha

Daft hat. In his bedroom. Shit team.