At a weekend party here in Paranormal, I was directed by the host to sit next to an English guy I had never met before. Incredibly he turned out to be a match day steward for The Swine! I recoiled in horror at once. Anyhew, after much arm wrestling, Mouflon racing and sudden death triangular Dominos in the Hostility Tent, we decided to call a truce after sharing a dozen or so 7.9 % German lagers. We mulled over old conflicts and personalities. (His opinion of young Mr Luke Rooney is unprintable here). When, on occasion, I felt he was getting a tad too cocky, I reminded him of our fantadstic 5 - 0 victory in 2009! During match play he is on stand by stretcher duty.He assured me that if a Gills player gets injured, or if brb should have a turn, he will treat them with the upmost care and respect. Did I believe him? I find this hard to say(even through gritted teeth) he was actuallt quite a nice guy.Holy Moses! I must stop drinking!!!!!!!!!!
How dare you contaminate this forum - get away with you - I am now going have to get my laptop steam cleaned
Take care Pilgrims that the Demon drink might rot your wits and lower your resistance. Remember, The Devil works in mysterious ways.....and a red shirt!
