You do realise that I won't be able to help myself, and tomorrow Heedor, of no relation to him, will descend from the top of the hill.
It's like a disease with you. Almost like you get some sort of heedornistic thrill from changing your name.
As the song goes.... My therapist said not to see you no more She said you're like a disease without any cure She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
You cant ban me now. I've been with you through thick and thin in your dark days in the championship. Not like these other glory huunters that wil come flooding back now you're promoted
You're like our own little pet seagull. Deep down we know they are classed as vermin, but we can't help feeding them anyway
erm..... apart from just having collected some? Magpies like shiny things and they don't particularly care which shiny things they are!
It's shiny. But no. I accept you are correct. Nothing worse than a club celebrating when they haven't actually won something please log in to view this image