Raith Against The Machine

This. There was a bloke living on the same corridor as me this year at Uni, and I didn't find out his real name for about 3 months. As far as I was concerned, he was "McLovin", and that was it.

Do you get somebody to give you a wee run round first, telling you when you should be powering on, braking etc? It sounds like brilliant banter, bit costly though!

I would be shitting myself in one of those bad boys. I'd go round quicker in my own car, at least I've got a fair idea of its limits!

That was belting

I hope to God I'll be working. If not, I won't be able to afford it! If, by some miracle, I'm working, but not that Friday, and I'm earning enough, I'll come along and caddy for somebody, then get a swally after

Erm, depends when and where it is! I haven't looked at the thread since near the beginning. Obviously you're quite right to stay at home. I thought you were away to the football, so I was wondering why you'd abandoned the bevvy!

How come you're not in Walkabout this year, Andy?

To be honest, I've had a read at what Money said in the Fives forum, and it's quite similar to what I thought last year, while the football was on. Last year, we had a team exclusively of P&Bers, and I'm sure my team mates won't mind me saying that none of us were particularly gifted, or athletic. From what I remember, every other team in our group was light on the P&Bers, certainly there wasn't anyone "prominent". I realise it's a competition, but there didn't even seem to be any real messing about, or having a laugh. One boy on another team was absolutely furious when his team mis-placed a pass, despite them being about 5-0 up. After the football was finished I had a wee blether with Monster outside, then sat and had a couple of pints with Andy and The Phoenix. It wasn't really until we were on the way to Walkabout that it really started being a properly decent day, and once we were in Walkabout it was fantastic. I hadn't even contemplated playing this year, if I'd made it along I would've gone purely to sit at the bar and have a blether.

KB'd, then?

Sit? Sit!? SIT!? I'd give my one remaining lung to be able to sit!

Shoes!? We didn't even have feet!

Back when I were a lad, this was all fields...

I'm absolutely rookit. I went to the pub tonight and spent a fiver, and I'm annoyed with myself about that. A day trip to Glasgow is just completely out of the question

I think what you're actually going for there is "Don't let The Gray Ghost fix it."

Cockteasing bitches!

Have the Rangers fans decided what they're going to call him yet? It's going to be "Tony Mowgay", isn't it? Frankly, that's better than Chesney.

Keep arguing this point, please.

"Mogga" isn't anywhere near as bad as "ToMo", but it's still dreadful. Just call him "Mowbray", FFS.

He'll do whatever Debbie tells him to, we all know he thinks she's a Babe.

How dairy you! That's got nothing to do with bovine!

The puns on this thread are making my head spin. That's right, I'm feeling daisy...

Bullshit!

Only if you stop being a cheeky burger.

I can't re-veal that information.

They butter not.