Schmeichel

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Too vague. I would like to know the details of the story. Was it solid? Did it hurt? Was it unexpected?

Most importantly, what happened next? <yikes>

It was in France. I had not long turned 3 years old, I shimmied off my chair under the table, my mother poked her head under to see what I was doing and much to her amazement, found me squatting down and curling off a reeking diarrhoea that apparently looked identical to a lump of cottage cheese. On the basis of that, I can guess that

It was not solid
It did not hurt
It was unexpected

What I do remember, is that afterwards when the stench started to travel around the restaurant, the owner came over to find what it was. After discovering my cottage cheese, I vividly remember him calling me an "English pig" and slapping me so hard in the face he knocked two of my milk teeth out. We immediately returned to our accomodation and reported it to the French police. They came round, asked what happened, went to the restaurant then returned an hour or two later.

The allegation that the owner had punched me was apparently "idiot nonsense as you espect from an Englishman", as only one other English family had witnessed the incident, the rest of the French guests went along with the owners story that I had tripped and fell on my face. Instead, the French police were far more interested in charging my parents a whopping great fine for letting me poo in a public restaurant.

The end.
 
It was in France. I had not long turned 3 years old, I shimmied off my chair under the table, my mother poked her head under to see what I was doing and much to her amazement, found me squatting down and curling off a reeking diarrhoea that apparently looked identical to a lump of cottage cheese. On the basis of that, I can guess that

It was not solid
It did not hurt
It was unexpected

What I do remember, is that afterwards when the stench started to travel around the restaurant, the owner came over to find what it was. After discovering my cottage cheese, I vividly remember him calling me an "English pig" and slapping me so hard in the face he knocked two of my milk teeth out. We immediately returned to our accomodation and reported it to the French police. They came round, asked what happened, went to the restaurant then returned an hour or two later.

The allegation that the owner had punched me was apparently "idiot nonsense as you espect from an Englishman", as only one other English family had witnessed the incident, the rest of the French guests went along with the owners story that I had tripped and fell on my face. Instead, the French police were far more interested in charging my parents a whopping great fine for letting me poo in a public restaurant.

The end.

I've been to France a lot. My guess is they still haven't cleaned it up.
 
It was in France. I had not long turned 3 years old, I shimmied off my chair under the table, my mother poked her head under to see what I was doing and much to her amazement, found me squatting down and curling off a reeking diarrhoea that apparently looked identical to a lump of cottage cheese. On the basis of that, I can guess that

It was not solid
It did not hurt
It was unexpected

What I do remember, is that afterwards when the stench started to travel around the restaurant, the owner came over to find what it was. After discovering my cottage cheese, I vividly remember him calling me an "English pig" and slapping me so hard in the face he knocked two of my milk teeth out. We immediately returned to our accomodation and reported it to the French police. They came round, asked what happened, went to the restaurant then returned an hour or two later.

The allegation that the owner had punched me was apparently "idiot nonsense as you espect from an Englishman", as only one other English family had witnessed the incident, the rest of the French guests went along with the owners story that I had tripped and fell on my face. Instead, the French police were far more interested in charging my parents a whopping great fine for letting me poo in a public restaurant.

The end.

Was in the doctors when i first read this, laughed my bollocks off <laugh> Got some funny looks too.
 
Hell BS, apart from being a funny story, it occurred to me, that as we got them out of the **** twice in world wars, you would have thought that they would have cut you some slack!

A simple and kind response such as, Ah! merci Conneries Garçon! Vous avez quitté votre Carte de visite, would have sufficed!

Instead you got a slap! C'est Vie
 
I would suspect that IF Kasper has told Lesta that he wont sign a new contract then that almost forces the Foxes board to sell and get something back. Better to bag £10 than 0p.

Still think Mark Schwarzer would be great for one season as we look to stay in the PL. Kasper could learn so much off him. Just saying like.
 
I agree if we got Schwarzer and Kasper it would be great, could we play them both at the same time we might need too
 
Think the lad needs to make the step up to join the big boys in the Prem, rather than stagnating at Lesster.