pozbaird

They were the best in 1985. Had a ‘thing’ going with ‘The Fridge’ and a maverick QB in McMahon. Won the Super Bowl. Like my own team, they are indeed currently ‘a bit shite’.

See also Las Vegas Raiders NFL T Shirts. I suppose the ‘ultimate’ example of this are NY Yankees baseball caps. Everywhere… clearly no-one (or 99% of them anyway) wearing one is actually a baseball fan, it’s just about the logo. As an NFL fan myself, if I see someone wearing a Raiders item, I generally don’t reckon they’ll be into the sport. I saw a guy in my local Tesco recently wearing an old Reebok era Cincinatti Bengals jersey, said ‘Go Bengals’ to him in passing, and he was a fan. Was too niche a jersey to be a ‘fashion choice’ item. Doesn’t always work out, but you can usually differentiate between a fan, or someone who went to Lids and came out with a Raiders cap.

My favourite bands are Rush and Wolf Alice. Haven’t seen anyone wearing a glittery ‘Caress of Steel’ fashion T Shirt yet.

Ricky Gervais. Next question.

Has anyone mentioned those who wear AC/DC or Nirvana T Shirts, but wouldn’t know an AC/DC or Nirvana song if Angus Young and Dave Grohl hit them over the head with a guitar?

The T Shirts I see most in America that you don’t really see here, are the ones lauding the military and the flag. Over here, if you see anything in that ballpark, it’s usually a ‘Help For Heroes’ charity T Shirt. Over there, the vibe I get from the T Shirts is ‘God - Family - America - Garth Brooks - In that order’…. That kind of vibe. I’m seriously not knocking the military, but if I see anyone in one of those T Shirts, I immediately think ‘do not engage in conversation’. In regard to knock-off white socks being sold in Chicago… I can only think of one thing…. ‘Sport socks, err the sport socks, two pound the sport socks’… ’And do you have a location for your new business?’ ’Aye. Sauchiehall Street’. ’Whereabouts on Sauchiehall Street?’ ’All of it’.

Don’t give much of a fcuk discussing games against the uglies, usually ends up in a routine 2-0 or 3-0 ugly win, the odd pumping thrown in, positive outcome thin on the ground, can’t be arsed with their cunto support and their baggage, it’s far more enjoyable engaging online with fans of fellow diddy clubs, where the result isn’t pretty much a foregone, completely predictable in advance outcome? I’m just spitballing here.

Questionable then. Questionable now. Questionable forever. The last time Stevie Wonder was allowed to design our shirts.

I’ll cheer for whoever is playing an ugly sister in the vast majority of games, until it becomes so clear cut that to do that would be daft. Wanting Aberdeen out of the Scottish Cup being a prime example. Until those ‘clear as day’ occasions come around, my attitude is very much FTOF.

On the upside, living here, it’s generally a doddle and pleasureable to drive around, what with the amount of dual carriageways we have (the A9 North would kill for them), the almost complete lack of traffic lights, the separation of traffic & pedestrians, and our easy access to and from the M80. Cannae’ really complain. When I go back to Paisley and have to negotiate the route from the M8 cutoff to my mate’s house up towards the Barrhead direction out of Paisley? At least the SMiSA is easier to get to. Cut off at St James’ Interchange, or, cut off at Pheonix Park at Linwood and come in the back way. Usually no bother. I digress though. Roundabout chunts. Let’s not forget them, come the glorious revolution.

I’m as careful as I can be on this particular roundabout, keeping my eyes peeled for those in the right hand lane… they may not be actually turning right. Rather than occupy the right lane and go all the way around, why don’t I simply turn left into Tesco and buy beer and a big 12 pack of crisps? Safe. Secure. Sorted.

It’s more than annoying when it’s a roundabout you take on a daily basis, and the ‘South’ approach to it is two lanes at the roundabout itself, but only one lane straight through on the most-used ‘North’ exit. I have been involved in multiple near crashes as a ‘right lane bomber straight through’ has done their bombing from behind me while I am taking the North exit from the correct lane and they nearly slam into me when ‘two into one does not go’. They weren’t at the roundabout beside me and we both pulled away together or anything, they are out of sight behind you, and appear like a flash from your blind spot. Sometimes you just know that folk are genuinely lost or unsure of where to be, but you also just know when it’s kunts knowingly being kunts. For what? To avoid being behind a couple of cars for under ten seconds?

The Hot Space album certainly was.

Yeah, know this roundabout well. Was there last week, approached as you say, in the right lane to go all the way round into the shops. No issues on the roundabout. Parked up, nipped into the McDonalds there and while sitting with a cheeseburger, staring blankly into the middle distance, I suddenly noticed two guys running towards the McDonalds across the big car park, both carrying shopping baskets overflowing with stuff. Behind them, they were being chased by six Home Bargains staff shouting the odds. The two guys were running in what can only be described as the campest style ever seen in Robroyston. They were holding the wire shopping baskets in two hands in front of them, trying not to spill any of the stuff they had obviously just stolen from Home Bargains. Fcuk knows what was in their baskets. Two hundred bargain air fresheners? Boxes of powder to clean the inside of your microwave oven? Anyway, they danced off out of my view now, closely followed by the six Home Bargains chasing pack. Was one of my more interesting trips to Robroyston Retail Park.

Roundabouts, again. Cumbernauld, again. The roundabout at Tesco Craigmarloch, again. Just about every day, I’m the ‘blue car’ in this image, coming up to the roundabout, to go straight through following the ‘blue car’ line. If I don’t go straight through, I’ll be turning left into the Tesco. The ‘red car’ image here, is the ‘kunt’ image, because this is where the kunts who cannot be arsed waiting behind a couple of ‘blue cars’ try to bomb past and cut across to go straight through the roundabout. The ‘straight through’ at this roundabout is single lane. Every, fcuking, day. Kuntos.