You won't need one (unless you're really unfit). It's competitive, but not very, or physical . . . . it's just an enjoyable 'friendly' 5,6 or 7 a side game, depending on who turns up
In the last three years I've had a hernia op and a heart attack. If I played you'd need some canny first aiders on the touch line.
Well fecking well come along, man . . . . you'll enjoy it You know where we are . . . . as they say (whoever 'they' are)
Thanks mate, but I'll say no. Don't want to say yes and not turn up. Whitey already thinks I'm a gobshite.
Come along whenever/if ever you feel like it . . . . it would be better if you let me know in advance, but you don't have to
I remember looking forward to meeting you in The Victory once (not twice, but I may be wrong) Joe, and, as I have mentioned to a few on here (including Smug) I couldn't find you (having no idea what you look like). That day I drank in there by myself, as a few know . . . . sorry about that Goodnight
This forum is like one of those mass hippy weddings... 20 years on when the excitement and marijuana smoke has dissipated. All we're left with is simmering resentment and a few bad cases of body odour.
Apology accepted, Joe . . . . I've edited my post because of it, but you've only edited one of yours so it doesn't make sense What makes it worse is the fact that someone who dictates on here is sending me more threatening messages 'cos he doesn't know/understand what's been said (our business) or why I edited it . . . . unless he has access to our p.m.s, of course (which would make it even worse) He'll take this badly, too, 'cos I haven't complied with the way that he wants me to think I'll still only post occasionally, though, because of his threats . . . . well done that 'man'
I didn't realise there was a world of PM'ing going on behind the scenes. I haven't sent or received one in over a year now I believe. Every time I come on I see people talking about the content of PM's. Where's my PM you ****ers.
Funny this @Gordon Armstrong because you and I both know, you can't prove this, because I've never said that I would start to take the mickey out of your disabled son, or any disabled people for that matter... don't we? I beg you to prove this, right now. For all I recall, all I have ever asked you to do, is to ignore me and I'll do the same and if you can't do that and you continue to provoke me (which you have) then I will lose my **** with you (which I have not) and the respect I previously extended to you will be revoked. Your own insecurities may have led you to making your own inferences but you sir, do not ****ing know me and don't you dare put words in my mouth. Furthermore, I PM'd you to tell you that despite you being an incredible ****ing ****er, I still didn't think you deserved to read the things Billy had written and you'd do well to remember that next time you wanna make a thread that is aimed at antagonising me (which of course you will flat out deny doing). So not only have I not said those things, I've done something quite the opposite. Poor little Gordon. Deny ANY of this and I'll happily print every PM ever exchanged between us and that'll work out a lot ****ing worse for you and your 'buddies' than it would for me.
Well here is the 'threatening message'. I 'threatened' (gave him the choice) to do it in private, or in public, he has made his decision.
