I was a VIP guest of someone quite important, Chump.
I didn't need a ticket in the ordinary sense.
Did you not catch the part about the whirly bird?
So where were you sat in the ground? Which block??
You were posting on here at 3, the game kicked off at 4, and somehow in between you travelled to Wembley and enjoyed corporate hospitality.****ed if I know!
I didn't go in through the turnstile.

See the fat waiter has had a good start to the season, 2-1 down tonight to Forest too.
What's his excuse this time?
Do their fans still think they're top 4 material?
You were posting on here at 3, the game kicked off at 4, and somehow in between you travelled to Wembley and enjoyed corporate hospitality.
Sure thing Nige![]()
So you sat in corporate on a laptop posting on a forum.....Ok NigeI was already there, Tobias. I had my computer with me - the one that I am currently using. It has all of my documents/contracts on it.

So you sat in corporate on a laptop posting on a forum...
Not exactly, Tobias.
I was working on my computer. I tend to have this site on ready access, like most on here undoubtedly do.
I don't remember making many posts. I was busy doing other things.

I wasn't in a lounge, Tobias.
I know mate, you were at your mother in laws![]()
Harvester, Ikea, dogging whereverI don't get on with my mother-in-law, Tobias.
Harvester, Ikea, dogging wherever
Just not in Club Wembley you silly man
You were posting on here at 3, the game kicked off at 4, and somehow in between you travelled to Wembley and enjoyed corporate hospitality.
Sure thing Nige![]()
That's put that one to bed.No Bell, I never mentioned anything about you banging women. I was talking about your love of taking it up the fart pipe. I'm sure Fat Martin was pleased to see you using a notebook while he was trying to peddle you underage photos of Colombian schoolboys.What have you got against Harvester? They do cracking food at a great price.
Just because I'm loaded doesn't mean I don't appreciate a bargain when I see it, Tobias.
By the way, I don't engage in dogging. Never have done, and never will. It isn't my scene, man. That was something conjured up in the fevered brain of that uber bell-end, Skiddy. He seemed to get a kick out of imagining me banging other blokes' missuses in Hampshire laybys.
I think it must have something to do with the fact that "layby" looks very similar to "ladyboy."
Still trying for your third star at Maccy Dees then.I'm up early and back late!
August is my busiest month, as you might well imagine, lads.
As with the rest of this month, you won't hear from me until the evening, and at the weekends.
These contracts won't write themselves, you know!
The whirly bird awaits!