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Just been to the moor with the wife n bairn. How times have changed at the toon moor. It's like the 'normal' every day helpful people are the ones 'running' the old hook-a-duck stalls and dodgems and the fucking ugly one-eyed, 13 fingered neanderthals accompanied by their slag 3-breasted inbred birds have been released from their cages for the evening and are strolling around menacingly. It's horrific. Frightening.

Mind I couldn't stop laughing at the lad about 19 years old with one BLACK shoe (slip-on) and one blue shoe, white socks, ill-fitting tracksuit bottoms and an old toon top, kicking the fuck out of this beach ball amongst a crowd of masses of people. But the defining moment was the bottle of white wine in his hand. Lambrusco no doubt. He's kicking this ball and his shoes flies off into a crowd and it disappeared. He was going beserk with mass hole in his sock. I couldn't stop laughing. The scum.

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Just been to the moor with the wife n bairn. How times have changed at the toon moor. It's like the 'normal' every day helpful people are the ones 'running' the old hook-a-duck stalls and dodgems and the fucking ugly one-eyed, 13 fingered neanderthals accompanied by their slag 3-breasted inbred birds have been released from their cages for the evening and are strolling around menacingly. It's horrific. Frightening.

Mind I couldn't stop laughing at the lad about 19 years old with one BLACK shoe (slip-on) and one blue shoe, white socks, ill-fitting tracksuit bottoms and an old toon top, kicking the fuck out of this beach ball amongst a crowd of masses of people. But the defining moment was the bottle of white wine in his hand. Lambrusco no doubt. He's kicking this ball and his shoes flies off into a crowd and it disappeared. He was going beserk with mass hole in his sock. I couldn't stop laughing. The scum.

 

Oh, the deafening silence of it all.

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Gonna go with me in September Jay Jay and pick some mushies?

Yeah fella but only on the condition that you stop wearing slip-ons and wearing fucking ill-fitting tracksuit bottoms.

I'll stop wearing the strap ons when you tell me to stop giving you it!

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Just been to the moor with the wife n bairn. How times have changed at the toon moor. It's like the 'normal' every day helpful people are the ones 'running' the old hook-a-duck stalls and dodgems and the fucking ugly one-eyed, 13 fingered neanderthals accompanied by their slag 3-breasted inbred birds have been released from their cages for the evening and are strolling around menacingly. It's horrific. Frightening.

Mind I couldn't stop laughing at the lad about 19 years old with one BLACK shoe (slip-on) and one blue shoe, white socks, ill-fitting tracksuit bottoms and an old toon top, kicking the fuck out of this beach ball amongst a crowd of masses of people. But the defining moment was the bottle of white wine in his hand. Lambrusco no doubt. He's kicking this ball and his shoes flies off into a crowd and it disappeared. He was going beserk with mass hole in his sock. I couldn't stop laughing. The scum.

Pipe down you nobhead.

 

One thing I will say though gypsies are cunts, one of me mates is in the OB, nen o them NEN O THEM pay tax, fukcin cunts fuck off to Ireland.

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