so my tradition of getting larraped and walking home after a win in the cl final is upheld . the 6 miles melted away in a blur of bush visits and dodgy stares from passing cars . my cousin insisted on calling a cab then backed off when i told him it would be 12 quid minimum and i wouldnt pay . we went at em in the first half with gusto and i never really felt we would lose it despite vds ropey keeping -- now tell me he is class !! ok he saved the pen so he is forgiven . my oven chips were cooked to perfection and i partook of a particularly tasty fish cake also . his 50 " plasma on hd still doesnt give as good a pic as my phillips 32 " crt but there you go . his mrs laid into him on arrival at 1820 as he hadnt cooked her tea . i would have shown her the door but hey ho . she then said she was watching the news and soaps and he snapped !! watch it on the net or fook of oot of it says he . she realised the error of her ways and sat in front of me with a bottle of chardonnay slap bang in middle of screen . i asked her to shift it nicely and battle commenced . by half time the bottle was empty her diabetes was playing up and he was sticking a needle in her . i would have trebled the dose for a quiet second half but he loves her so .
twas then he broke out the aldi pepper and salt cashews and all was forgiven .
my joining this place has been a good luck charm for united so pay me money now or i will leave and curse the joint . donations to
www.scammingget.co.uk
Linear Mode
