The gossip I'm hearing is Party was caught by his new girlfriend wearing her stockings and suspenders, she dumped him on the spot. He now walks up and down near Staples touting for business. Just saying like....... I fully expect Burnsy to grill Matty Fryatt about this next Saturday.
Unfortunately that's what I'm thinking. I'll keep an eye out in the Fail to see if any beasts have been nicked and report back. How in the name of God did it end up like this?
I know it's just my very strange outlook on life,giving me these thoughts,but sometimes i think i might be right on the button. So how's about this. Party,right er. Can't remember what i was gonna say...oh yes he's been locked up in one of those cellers,like that girl in,Grimsby. No it was Austria,wasn't it ? Fritz ! Im ****ing sure he was called Fritz. You don't think that she male is gyratin on his very nose right now, do you ?
Where's he gone???? I'm kinda worried now!!! I heard he tried to finger her bum and his finger went funny and it fell off and he went to the doctors and he got an injection and he got drugged by the doctor but he wasn't a real doctor he was an infamous columbian sex offender called Juan K'meeoff and he bummed him and he got bad AIDS and then he died. Don't know how much truth there is in that?
I'm wondering whether anyone (OLM, Premiertiger?) could have a word with the club about organising black arm bands and a minutes applause before the Watford game in memory of Party?
I can understand you feeling let down but at the end of the day he was one of our own. Surely that warrants people paying their respects?
Wow, this has hotted up! Apologies for not getting back on sooner, I didn't expect the interest. I've just been absent from the internet for a couple of days as a result of hangovers, occasional socialising, and trying to repent for my indulgence sins (lots of gym, lots of running). So, you wanna know what happened? Well, I went out. It felt a bit awkward (it was less than 24 hours since my gammon bat was - literally - knocking on her backdoor). Can't remember too many details (drunk) but, basically, I'm being cockteased to ****. And I quite like it. This has been going on as long as I've known her. She's that kind of girl. I will keep plugging away, more in hope than expectation. She likes the attention, but I don't think she honestly wants my balls in her mouth. Shame. Forgot to mention, I'm late 20s - she's TWELVE years older than me. How cool is that? I love the flirtation, but unfortunately fall for it hook, line and sinker. She then pulls away knowing she could savage me whenever she wants. She's in charge. I love it...and hate it at the same time. Hopefully the age thing adds some context. If we were similar age, I could take the initiative. As it is, and with her being like she is (fiery and no nonsense), and quite a bit older, she holds all the cards. Also, she likes the fact that I'm a 'nice boy'. It's a character I feel I have to maintain. I'm certain she will terrorise me one day. I can't wait. Oh, and yes, she is FIT! And filth. And a cocktease. Welcome to my world.
