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12 hours ago, strawb said:

If you lads are buying cars to drop panties your game is weak

 

I was at that game of your avatar, everyone going mental and Budgie wants rip Hardyman's head off just before the ref sends the mackem off. Aitken just smiling at the 90th minute penalty save. Honestly, most of us were still celebrating in the roker end when the red card came out and didn't realise at first. You're right about it meaning more when you're younger. :good:

 

The only panties I drop now is any that fall out of the laundry basket when I'm moving it to the washing machine for wor lass. 

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1 hour ago, Howmanheyman said:

 

I was at that game of your avatar, everyone going mental and Budgie wants rip Hardyman's head off just before the ref sends the mackem off. Aitken just smiling at the 90th minute penalty save. Honestly, most of us were still celebrating in the roker end when the red card came out and didn't realise at first. You're right about it meaning more when you're younger. :good:

 

The only panties I drop now is any that fall out of the laundry basket when I'm moving it to the washing machine for wor lass. 

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Sorry. 

 

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1 hour ago, Howmanheyman said:

Just been called up by Skoda, getting our new leccy enyaq on Monday despite ordering it in February!! 

 

Women of the world, if you have any panties, prepare to shed them next week. :good:

 

 

Howman used to work on the docks
Fucked off the boss, he's down on his luck
It's tough, so tough

 

Mrs H makes dinner each day
Waiting for her man to bring home the her pay
 

She says, "We've gotta hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We got each other, and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shot"

 

Whoa, we're half way there
Oh-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take CT's advice, we'll make it, I swear
Oh-oh, picking up a fayre

 

 

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5 minutes ago, Christmas Tree said:

 

 

Howman used to work on the docks
Fucked off the boss, he's down on his luck
It's tough, so tough

 

Mrs H makes dinner each day
Waiting for her man to bring home the her pay
 

She says, "We've gotta hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We got each other, and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shot"

 

Whoa, we're half way there
Oh-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take CT's advice, we'll make it, I swear
Oh-oh, picking up a fayre

 

 

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:lol:

 

Well done CT but in real life Mrs HMHM can't make dinner no more, I've never worked in the docks and you can't use a motability car for driving jobs. Apart from that.... 

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This is the prompt, just so you understand the different sections: Write a rap in the style of the 80s group Wham about a man from Boldon called Christmas Tree. He is a taxi driver who watches the 10 minutes of free view porn at midnight when his wife and kids are in bed. He has many hobbies and is in a state of near constant anxiety about his favourite football team, Newcastle United. He also thinks people with lisps are gay. 

 

 

**Verse 1**  

Yo, here’s a tale from Boldon town,  

‘Bout a guy named Christmas Tree, always down,  

Taxi driver cruisin' late at night,  

While his family's asleep, he's got a different light.  

 

**Chorus**  

Christmas Tree, living life in a rush,  

10 minutes of freedom, in that midnight hush,  

Hobbies stacked high, like his dreams on a shelf,  

But in the back of his mind, it’s all about himself.  

 

**Verse 2**  

Newcastle’s his team, the stress on his mind,  

Every match day, he’s a nervous kind,  

Shouting at the screen, feeling that thrill,  

But anxiety’s the game, he can’t seem to kill.  

 

**Chorus**  

Christmas Tree, living life in a rush,  

10 minutes of freedom, in that midnight hush,  

Hobbies stacked high, like his dreams on a shelf,  

But in the back of his mind, it’s all about himself.  

 

**Bridge**  

He laughs at the quirks, but he’s stuck in a groove,  

Thinking those with lisps just ain’t in the mood,  

But deep down he knows, it’s all in the game,  

Just a man on the edge, trying to stake his claim.  

 

**Outro**  

So here’s to Christmas Tree, keepin’ it real,  

Navigating life, with that taxi wheel,  

In Boldon’s bright nights, he’ll drive and he’ll dream,  

Just a working-class hero, caught in the stream.  

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Just so I can laugh about myself;

 

 

Ballad of the Discontented Man

 

In a town where the shadows stretch long,

Lived a man with a heart full of song.

Each job he took felt like a chain,

A fleeting chance, but all in vain.

 

He donned his suit, tied his tie,

But with every day, he'd sigh and cry.

From office clerk to factory floor,

He dreamed of more, but found it a bore.

 

Oh, Newcastle United, his heart’s true pride,

But the gates of St. James' are closed wide.

With tickets scarce and dreams deferred,

He’d watch from afar, each cheer unheard.

 

“Just one match,” he’d whisper in prayer,

“To see them play, to feel the air.

But luck’s not kind, and fortune's blind,

In every crowd, it’s hope he can't find.”

 

Yet through his troubles, a flicker of light,

“I may be down, but I’ll keep up the fight.

At least I’m not stuck as an MLF,

With nothing to dream of, just empty breath.”

 

So he trudged on, with a weary grin,

Knowing in time, he'd find joy within.

For though the jobs came and went like a breeze,

His love for the Magpies would never cease.

 

And though life’s road may twist and bend,

He clung to hope, his true friend.

With every setback, he stood tall and proud,

A loyal supporter, amidst the crowd.

 

 

 

 

The prompt was....

 

A ballad about a man not happy with every new job he gets, he can't get in to see his long time football team, Newcastle United, he's down on his luck but at least he wasn't born a MLF.

 

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15 minutes ago, Howmanheyman said:

Just so I can laugh about myself;

 

 

Ballad of the Discontented Man

 

In a town where the shadows stretch long,

Lived a man with a heart full of song.

Each job he took felt like a chain,

A fleeting chance, but all in vain.

 

He donned his suit, tied his tie,

But with every day, he'd sigh and cry.

From office clerk to factory floor,

He dreamed of more, but found it a bore.

 

Oh, Newcastle United, his heart’s true pride,

But the gates of St. James' are closed wide.

With tickets scarce and dreams deferred,

He’d watch from afar, each cheer unheard.

 

“Just one match,” he’d whisper in prayer,

“To see them play, to feel the air.

But luck’s not kind, and fortune's blind,

In every crowd, it’s hope he can't find.”

 

Yet through his troubles, a flicker of light,

“I may be down, but I’ll keep up the fight.

At least I’m not stuck as an MLF,

With nothing to dream of, just empty breath.”

 

So he trudged on, with a weary grin,

Knowing in time, he'd find joy within.

For though the jobs came and went like a breeze,

His love for the Magpies would never cease.

 

And though life’s road may twist and bend,

He clung to hope, his true friend.

With every setback, he stood tall and proud,

A loyal supporter, amidst the crowd.

 

 

 

 

The prompt was....

 

A ballad about a man not happy with every new job he gets, he can't get in to see his long time football team, Newcastle United, he's down on his luck but at least he wasn't born a MLF.

 

:lol:

 

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Love it.

Let me finish this off withouth the need for AI:

 

How man the morale of this story therefore is,
When life is all take and never seems to give,
Hey man never forget you're ying to their yang,
Thank fuck at least you weren't born a massive lad's fan. 

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The missus had a fall this morning, took ages to get her up, I'm honestly not sure how much I can spend away from the house tbh. Seriously need to look at caring payments for those able to do it. But they won't because scrounging or something.

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Really sorry to hear that HMHM, sounds like a really awful situation you're in. Sounds like a work from home job would be ideal for you but I know that's probably not an option. Wish I could give you my job tbh.  

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Aye sorry man, sounds like a tough spot. I hope your wife is OK from the fall. Is there such a scheme where you can claim as a full time carer. I assume even if there is that it's pitifully underfunded and not something a family can live on? 

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