Brother Blades

Colour me surprised, the slug-lipped wankbobbin Gove turns out to be a careerist shitehawk with absolutely no principles.

My predictions for the day. Gayfield to be the location of an intensely localised weather anomaly, basking in 25deg C heat with little or no wind. Montrose support to give no stick at all to Arbroath’s Gavin Swankie. Multiple casualties as thousands cross the treacherous A92 from Tutties as a friendly game of dodgeball breaks out between the opposing fans on the dual carriageway. 17 seagulls will observe the Armistice minutes silence, but Hamish won’t. Arbroath to take an early lead through a deflection off the referee. Arbroath to stand aside & let Montrose score from kick off as they feel the goal was undeserved. Dick Campbell & Stewart Petrie to provide the HT entertainment with a Justin Timberlake / Janice Jackson style duet, resulting in it being known Dick Campbell has a third nipple. A further 8 goals apiece in the second half results in a 9-9 draw, everyone leaves [email protected] to be bedded by 8pm. Either that or a windswept, wet, local derby that Arbroath will win by the odd goal (unfortunately).

Can you explain why?

Aye, you walked straight past me on the train & never even thought about joining Club T. I’ll never forget that.

I’d fucking hate it, if money into Scottish football from TV rights became in any way comparable to the EPL, it’s sanitised shite because of the money (not going to happen anyway), I’d prefer every game to kick off at 3pm on a Saturday & highlights shown on Sportscene on a Saturday evening. This “we need a better deal from TV rights” pish, is exactly that. Scottish club sides & national team were infinitely better back when the TV deal was as I’ve stated. I’d allow cup finals to be broadcast live, but that’s it.

Used to chase my wages in them, absolute blight. Roulette is the only guaranteed money winner when gambling.

Where’s Big mouth with his Muffy gif when you need him?

Guys, less of the Craig Burley chat.

Indeed, semen in distress.

This ‘fuckin menu! Why, just why. We get it you’re BBQ restaurant with roots in the Deep South, but ffs, you are now in Bahrain. My head hurts!

I’ve no disrespect for the military, some of my best mates are bombardiers.

My thoughts exactly... I’m confused. And Wouble you, what’s that all about?

Fair jump from bottom to 6th. Thank you.

Work can be so shit, full of cliques etc. Without being too personal, what is it you do?

Euph?