Monkeys Fist

His hand?

Oh, so now we’re specifying quantity, are we?

FYP

Aye, possibly? I thought the other lad, a medic from Manchester area , was very honest- his description of the absolute hell on the Galahad, and his very candid talk about how PTSD affected him. There was a lad a few years above me in school, who lived only 100 yards from me in Killy, who died out there- Colin Davison, in the Marines. He was a lovely lad, very quiet and the last person you’d expect to join the Army, never mind the Marines. What a waste.

It’s one of Deano’s best formations that mind. Nice little Sitka as Libero, Norwegian Pine as a False 10, and Douglas Fir as Trequartista. #field #shrubs #lawnsmowed #£500aweek

“ Come on yee Worms! Coooome on yee Worrrrrrms!”

The worst cake ever produced on this planet.… … even if it was invented in Britain

Do multi-millionaire international entrepreneurs normally flog Christmas trees on garage forecourts? What a fucking whopper he is.

I saw that and thought it was very good, and illuminating to say the least. I found the SAS gaffer, Michael Rose (I think), very interesting, from his telling about borrowing satellite phones from his US Soecial Forces pal, to how utterly dismissive he was of Brigadier Tony Wilson, the bloke responsible for the disastrous southern flank and the loss of the Galahad. The other guy I found interesting was Sulle Alhajii, the Para from Newcastle who talked about his experiences on Mt. Longdon. I looked him up and he’s done alright since the war.

Cheers lads. I took the advice and hit the peeve, then regretted it the day after, and the day after that Fucking shite advice on here mind.

I find it utterly shameful that we ( the West) have done nothing to help Ukraine. We know Putin won’t back down, we know he’ll probably go for Georgia, at the very least, if left unchecked as he is now. Thoughts and prayers do fuck all.

Had a meeting today with a Parole Victim Liason officer, regarding the upcoming parole hearing of my brothers murderer. It was, as expected , emotional, frustrating and also, informative. The main takeaways are that he’s extremely unlikely to be released this year, which also means that he’s unlikely to be released within the next 2-3 years. What was also interesting was that we discussed an exclusion area for when he is eventually released, based on places my Mam regularly goes to, so that she never has to worry about bumping into him. It happens that the area he’s not allowed in also includes where his family live, and it was nice to hear the Liason Officer essentially say “ Tough luck for him”. It means that he’ll be monitored more than the norm, and if he’s found to have entered the area… straight back to jail, do not pass go, do not collect £200. Oh dear, what a shame. I’m not going to pretend today wasn’t tough mind, it dredged up memories that I’d long since buried, I’m not ashamed to say that a tear or two might have leaked out. Two that came back to me, which fucking killed me, were my Mam having to be taken to Asda at 4:00am by the police, only 4 hours after it happened, to buy clothes, since hers needed to be taken as evidence, and also the police liason lads coming to see me at the cardiac ward ( my Mam ended up there for over a week in the immediate aftermath), a few days afterwards, to give me the results of the autopsy.… which laid out precisely how brutal his killing was, multiple weapons, multiple (20+) wounds. I’d asked them to tell me the results so that I could “censor” them for my Mam, and tbh I’ve still not told her the true extent of it. Fucking killed me thinking about that again. Anyway, all that misery aside, the upside is that he’s not getting his freedom just yet, so, happy days. I’m glad that’s over and done with

Him, Joelinton, Lascelles, the other black lads- birds of a feather eh?

36months x £30 + £0 win bonus isn’t worth dodging the hurled bottles of piss for.

Shaddap you face.

P&O boss has admitted to MP’s that he chose not notify unions about the 800+ sackings. Linky Good old Brexit, keeping our jobs safe from the dorty forriners, eh?

It would be ungentlemanly behaviour to confirm or deny this… … however, the opposite to the Barnsley BJ is the Canine Car Window, so named as it takes place during doggy style humpage, the resultant postern blast travelling up the belly and chest to hit the face, resulting in…

They probably know that if they restrict him to straight reporting, he’s so fucking dull that no one will bother with him. This way they get the clicks.

Keto farts

Wasn’t he covering a game in Russia ( I think), when he seemed to have a total meltdown a while back ?

So, was Graeme much of a one for foreplay, or did he just barge in and plant his flag in your centre circle?

Just noticed Gemmill on the right there, struggling to control his Sourness boner and waiting for the right moment to mention Owen’s terrible xG stats.

“ Didn’t have any gold watches, found this in the store cupboard/ boardroom… Happy Retirement Titus!”