Monkeys Fist

I’ve just figured out why you keep posting on here- clearly having both Ashley’s and Bruce’s cocks lodged firmly down your throat makes talking tricky, so you come here to type out your fucking bilge instead.

Hope you’re well @PaddockLad

Why “faux”? Shouldn’t we be disgusted that an NUFC manager is coming out with shite like this? “For a lot of people this isn’t good enough but we have to accept it” No we don’t.

Because it’s likely his last mildly obscene payday. It’s downhill from here for Brucey, and he knows it.

You’re saying that like it’s news to anyone.

Mad though- I knew they ( my parents) were mates with the Animals, Chas Chandler and Hilton Valentine in particular, (Alan Price who was pleasant initially but rapidly became “a right shithouse”), and were on first name terms with about half of The Stones, until they went stratospheric, and had met Hendrix, Clapton etc. After tonight’s Buddy Rich tale, I asked her how many other massively influential musicians they just happened to “know/ had stayed at ours when I as little”? Spencer Davis and Steve Winwood came for tea before a gig, Elton John, before he was well known, The Junco Partners were good friends, The Who played after-hours sets for them numerous times, and she remembers meeting a new band in the late 60s, after she’d finished working there but her younger sisters, who still worked there, knew them- Led fucking Zeppelin. Most of these legendary fuckers came after their gigs at the City Hall and jammed with the house band ( usually the Juncos) and/or anyone who could play. Fucking hell man… I’ve asked her to write it all down, just to have a record of it - ( before she goes micey, we both knew that’s what I meant but politely ignored it.) Zeppelin. Fuck me

She was a woman of the 1960s. Let’s leave it there.

Me and Grandma Fist were discussing Fist Jnr’s complete lack of talent ( so far) on the drums, when she decides to do what Grandad Fist did a few years back.. Casually mentions that Buddy Rich stayed at ours once whilst he was on a tour, ( I was about 4 and apparently he had me and my older brother knocking out beats on biscuit tins- I’m devastated that I have no recollection of this). Buddy fucking Rich. The most insane part of this is that he played Killy Club the night he stayed at ours, not the City Hall or wherever.

Mildly rat-arsed here. (Didn’t start until after 12:00, but it doesn’t take much nowadays.)

Make him Vinnie Colaiuta and it’s a deal.

Also got him headphones, which he’ll be ordered to use with the drums. Of course, if he turns out be a proper drummer, will he fuck use them. 😆

I think I’ve condemned Fist Jnr. to a short life of debauchery and mayhem, ending in a hotel pool. Got him a drum kit

Never been to a match but absolutely destroyed the house staff on FIFA 2019.

Honestly man, fuck it off until after. How much extra are you being paid? ( Whatever it is, if they even are, it’s not worth it.).

Leg or breast?

I’ve never been a fan of it, as you say it’s a fucking misery-fest for the most part. The Great Escape is my go-to Christmas movie. Fuck. That. It’s the arse end of Christmas Eve mate, it can fucking wait.

I’m currently absolutely bossing Christmas dinner prep- Turkey crown with cranberry and orange butter under the skin, streaky bacon weave over the top. Roasties in goose fat with thyme. Roast carrots and parsnips in honey and wholegrain mustard. French beans wrapped with Parma ham laces. Spiced red cabbage Sprouts with pancetta and chestnuts ( with a few chestnuts left over to roast for “garden visitors” tomorrow with a bit of mulled wine). Pork stuffing with lemon, garlic and thyme. Buttered Spring greens ( Mrs. F’s request). By prepping this today, I’ve got it down to 45 mins kitchen time on the day, after the Turkey is done. If I don’t die of a heart attack I’ll see you on Boxing Day for the steak.

Please don’t speak Garlic here, we’re a stand-alone self sovrinty dontcha know.

Funnily enough, I was also “in production” when I made the post.

Merry Christmas chaps. It’s been a weird year, and it’s going to be a strange Christmas for many of us. Hope you all make the best of it, and enjoy a break from the relentless shite. To all who’ve lost friends, family and loved ones, my thoughts are with you- it will get better. On a cheerier note, here’s Salma tossing a bit of salad.

I was watching it thinking “ He reminds me of something…” Couldn’t put my finger on it, then… Lego Gimli

You’re giving him way to much credit.

Already been sorted by the super-efficient Mod Team.

That makes two places I’ve never bothered with because I thought their name sounded a bit “meh” turn out to be amazing. The other one being Utrecht.

Go back to bed you lunatic.