Just remember not to sell all your hard working grafters who kept you up, and then replace them with over priced tat.
dont think there is ever any danger of Pearson buying players that don't fit into the work ethic of our side.
End of the day Happy the table doesn't lie and they have done better than us. Do us a favour pal and let them have their moment. It's deserved and it might mean they stay off here.
I know it doesn't. Good luck to them if they've enjoyed it. I don't think that next week if we stay up it'll be with the glee these ****s are displaying. It'll be with trepidation for next season. That was my point.
Haha lucky, yeah right. For sure the defeats are never nice to take....being a hull fan you know all about the losing feeling lol, however thankfully our quality got us out of the mess. How did that work out for you? Very proud indeed of them yes, for such an incredible turn around. You too must be immensely proud of what your owners are doing to your club and for the way your manager and players have shown such quality this season leaving you sitting so high up the table.....oh wait..... Jog on fella you're embarrassing yourself and you've had enough embarrassment this season already.
Kinnel, she's gone to get changed for the movie. Once, I got back from a week in Hong Kong, pulled into my drive and clicked the remote to open the garage door. As the door opened, I spotted the dressing room door from my bedroom leaning against the wall. Only it wasn't alone, it was still in it's frame, surrounded by smashed plaster and a poorly removed collection of 4x2's, it even still had the bloody dressing room light switch hanging off it. I went in, went straight to my bedroom and she'd knocked the whole ****ing wall down. I no longer had a dressing room, just an enlarged bedroom, with wires hanging out the ceiling and a strip of missing carpet where the wall used to be. It was already a big double bedroom, it didn't need to be any bigger, but she decided that we needed a lounge area in the bedroom and nowhere to put our ****ing clothes. She does things like that all the time, my mates and the neighbours think it's hilarious, but it's really not. I like to come home safe in the knowledge that the rooms will still be where I ****ing left them. She also takes far too long getting changed for a movie...
You wouldn't eat any Jam that Billy Berry had made or been anywhere near. He was a tramp, he's been dead for thirty odd years now. My favourite tramp is the back fella who always wears sunglasses and sits opposite City Hall. I call him Supertramp and had my photo taken with him last year whilst pissed Still, Billy was an old school paraffin and knew the score. Never forgotten.
