It was a list of things related to this thread, like me posting on it, Jesus ****ing wept you're stupid.
As youngsters & general all round twats we used to press the button on the main road crossing in town. When the traffic stopped we took it in turns seeing how many times we could run back & forth across the road before the green man went back to red. Some motorists had little, or no, sense of humour. EDIT: For clarification only, "Town" Refers to the town that I grew up in & not the City Centre many refer to as "town".
Charity shops , wholehartedly agree with them in principle. just how they charge extortionate prices for dead peoples smelly clothes. Scrobs...
GTF. You can't tell me you didn't buy a half City, half Palace scarf? I did and I can't wait to get my Burnley one.