I must admit i miss e's dope and all that **** i used to take.Thats why i love going to festivals to get out my nut again.
Unlike you, I'm not some sad fanny who comes on boasting about how much money they processed in their ****ey job. You seem to have a serious and unhealthy obsession with me. I've never once asked you what you do for a living, where you work or what you've done all day. You keep asking me these questions. It's not natural pal.
Pah. England owned Scotland for centuries. How many times did English people come under Scottish control compared to vice versa?
I don't really give a **** what you do. But you came on this forum pretending to be a big man who works in "politics". I've been on discussions with you being condescending to other people to try and get your point of view across. When all this time you've been hiding the truth that you aren't actually any more special than the rest of us. Worse than being a FAIL, you're a FAKE.
Me too. I stopped years ago, kinda wised up. Think it's pretty scummy now to hear about people my age going and getting wiped out, yet living on the dole with about 4 kids. Had some mad times though when I was younger though!
Trust me, there's not a person who's read this thread or the one last night when you kept asking me what I do would agree with that. You sound like a right fruit loop pal.
We weren't daft enough to take you mental Scot bastards on in "square goes", so we just used to shoot you with arrows and muskets and ****. That's where you Scots fell down, strong in the arm and thick in the head!
No, I just can't stand pricks like you who bum themselves up on the internet when they're actually just little prick losers.
I'm heading off home now. I think you need to calm down and stop taking the internet so seriously. It's only a sports forum man. Have a good one.
MP I dream of a Friday night of days gone by.Finish work,into the bookies,lose some if not all my dosh.Win sometimes but if not tap some sensible mate.Carry out,pub,sub club,out my nut,after party,home for work at 5.45am on Saturday.Finish work,bed,mum going loco,up and start again.
We got into some shapes. Went up to Kellys nightclub for a Pete Tong live on Radio 1 night. Mashed the whole night, me and 2 mates, a fella and a girl went to try and find somewhere to get sorted at about 7am. Cut through a graveyard and found a wee wind catcher footballer. Naturally we put the girl in "nets" between two gravestones. Having a kick about when my mate noticed the peelers driving past. We hit the deck but failed to tell our chum Lottie. The cops must have drove past wondering why some looney bird was standing in a graveyard with a football, bongoed at 7am.
You too mate, have a good one. My day wouldn't be complete without a nice internet fight with you. I still think you're a prick though.
