Tomorrow at Fortress Pittodrie. All runs come to an end (except the ones from Tinas puss filled boil infested arse). Finally good will prevail and the smelly tinks will be sent home. The fat short arsed ginger one will be livid. This ones for Rangers.
Staaand free where- ever you may be, we are the famous aberdeen don"t give a ****, who-ever you you may be, we are the famous aberdeen COME ON YOU REDS
"Fortress Pittodrie" Is that the empty ****-hole I lived next to for 2 years? I always thought it was some sort of abandoned slaughterhouse
Tore Smelltic a new one in the second one. The manic psychotic ginger twat was fuming at the end. Did you see him? Great ambassador for The ***** Celts FC. Spitting all over the hallowed turf like a petulant schoolboy. Obscene human being. Still another two days and the vile stench from the weegies from the city of no soap (all 100 of them as the rest are all from elsewhere glory hunting twats) will be gone from Aberdeen.
Smelltic were gubbed senselessly in the second half. But we're not celebrating we should have beaten the smelly cheats led by an IRA sympathising crook who beats up pregnant girlfriends, The Smelltic Way indeed.
