Morgan's Manor - The Off-Topic Chat Thread

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Saints fan and writer Chris Rann, (@crstig/George Weah's Cousin - his blog website), has pledged £100 to the Pompey Trust and has been provided with a scheme reward which means he will be given his own column in Pompey's match day programme next season. Made me chuckle, and fair play to him for helping them too, I guess.

But more importantly, he needs a name for his column. He's currently torn between: Scummer Lovin' and Enemy of the Skate.


I can see this being accepted well...

 

Both of which are brilliant actually!

 

Ahhh that's beautiful.

 

When your girlfriend breaks up with you, for the simple reason that she doesn't really fancy you any more, the stage that follows the immediate stage of desperate grief is a stage of loathing. You go out with your mates, you have some drinks, and you all come to the conclusion that she's a bitch. If you think logically and rationally, the mere act of dumping you isn't actually worthy of being labelled a bitch. She just didn't fancy you and she couldn't help that fact. She didn't want to be with you. In fact she did the right thing, if anything. The reason you refuse to think rationally at that moment is because the truth actually says more about you than it does about her. Whatever standards she has in a man, rightly or wrongly, you don't meet them. You're calling her a bitch because it makes you feel better about what's happened. You're trying to convince yourself that you weren't better off with her; that you're better off now.

Maybe the way she broke up with you wasn't the most considerate way of doing so. Maybe she did it by text, or told a friend to tell you she was dumping you. Now that actually was bitchy of her, but bitchy or not, she wanted to leave you regardless, and the way she went about it is pretty trivial in the long run. Eventually you'll move on, accept your life for what it is now, find new loves, and the grief and loathing will be gone.

But still, when you run into her in the street sometime later, you still want to show her how much better off you are without her, and rub her bitch nose in it.

 

I think the best thing to do next season would be just not to acknowledge lallana, no applause, no booing, just good old fashioned silence. Maybe rub his nose in it a bit by hero worshiping lambert.

 

My ex dumped me the day after my birthday through text despite seeing her that day. What a ****!

 

First girlfriend dumped me with a note. Pegged it before I could read it.

 

Schad's Guide To All Events That Might Possibly Generate Emotion Or Genuine Feeling:

- Drink until it stops.



(semi-long-distance relationship, she was supposed to be coming down for our anniversary, no-showed it...that kinda gave the game away)

 

It only hurts cos you still love her really.

 

Sexist nonsense

 

thing is I never loved adam. i loved the club and he ****ed the club over.

it's more like my mate got dumped.

 

No need to worry then. Your mate will still be around long after she's left the mansion near Liverpool for a shabby gaff in Shepherds Bush.

 

Hated seeing Rickie with a Liverpool shirt, frowned when I saw Luke with his new shirt, but outright sneered at Adam's picture. So any pain associated with losing Adam was offset by anger. Way to go.

 

problem is my mate's other wifelings are all cheating on him as well and i fear he'll be found dead in a ditch somewhere.

 

Excellent thread Joe.

 

I dumped my first love on Valentine's Day, after a two-year relationship. Maybe I'm a bigger **** than Adam Lallana.

 

Lindsay Lohan is suing the makers of GTA V for using her likeness in the game. Must admit, I thought this happened a while ago but only just saw it being reported today...

http://www.bbc.co.uk/newsbeat/28129505

 

I'm fairly certain this happened a while ago.

 

I've never had a girlfriend, I've just suffered rejection. Kinda like when a club tries to sign someone but the bid is rejected, which is pretty common.

Using a football analogy to describe relationships, and vice versa, is strange...