Correct on every level. Well done. (Although you maybe want to lose the generous scarf allowance you're offering the punters.)
You're only a proper fan if you wear your team shirt, scarf, tracky top / rain jacket and baseball cap. Bonus points for visible jewellry with your club's logo on it.
I was registering my second eldest's birth at the local registery office (2002). A couple of absolute *****s appear - they have to be told to keep the staffie out of the office - guy gets wide and says "I'm only here cus I huv tae be ****sake". The lassie, wean and devil dug wait outside. While they're off printing the copies of our certificate, this heidcase gives his child's name to the registrar "Brian Laudrup ________" (fill in the blanks - cannae mind the surname). #I snigger towards the missus who wants to look anywhere but at this fud and his facial scars# The woman clears her throat nervously - "And, how do you spell that?" "**** sake, man - uryou stewpit?" "It's B-r-y-a-n" #I snigger again to missus who is just dying to get out of this 1960s built hellhole# "...and the middle name?" "Hing oan." The big fud phones his pal "Here mate, how do you spell Laudrup's name?" I didn't hear what spelling this poor future criminal had for his middle name - me n the wife got to **** out of there. When we'd got out, the future criminal's maw was arguing with about 10 numpties she clearly knew from elsewhere. I thought it was funny but my missus was giving it "That poor child - it has no hope whatsoever" on the way home.
I wish I could remember the guy's surname, I really do. It's one of those tales you tell when you're out with the missus pal and her husband when they start talking about "Oh, when the kids were really wee, blah blah blah" If you're unfamiliar with the Registery Office in Paisley, it detracts from the ambience of the situation as it's within the most horrible complex of council buildings ever shat out - it was proper awkward, I thought the guy was going to ask me how to spell "Laudrup". But, yeah, you're right, as the idiot in question was a Rangers fan (I doubt the zombie prick had ever been to a game, right enough), it must not have happened <dick>
I remember being at Ibrox a few years ago, and Mr Singhs (the restaurateur) kids were going to be the mascots. Oleg Kuznetsov Singh and Mark Walters Singh
One of my old Army mates was a mad keen Gers fan, he named his son Robert Andrew Neil George Edward Richard Stephen. Sadly this is true.
'Av got nothing to be ashamed of, mainly cos this is the only famous bloke i've seen wear the famous hoops x please log in to view this image please log in to view this image AWWWWWWWWWWWWRIGHT we actually have a few famous fans just i doont think i've seen any pictures of them wearin the shirt
The icon who came up with pioneering methods expressed via lyrics, such masterpieces as 'i wanna make you sweat'
