Of course my crippled Arab spastic colleague. Julie took Bernadette and Declan to mass @ St Pats on 5th Avenue, I took this opportunity to get some good ol' USA love sausage into me. I started cottaging mentally ill homeless niggers on the subway and got more than I had bargained for once this stinking bum let a rather pungent batch of man seed explode down my gullet just as I had started find a way through his knotted affro of anus hair around his balloon knot.
I don't know if I should do another match day thread, I fear I may be a jinx. Nine times out of ten the glorious Glasgow Celtic would've pummelled that German shower in a blitzkrieg stylee, no matter how naive Rodgers is as a manager. SURRENDER OR YOU'LL DIE.