Sweet Pete

You wot m8

Yasss! Something to look forward to.

28 quid for a 9" cheesecake!? What's it made of, gold? Tell him to f**k off.

I mind when I went to see Bankies v Auchinleck Talbot at Rugby Park in the SJFA Cup Final a few years ago and the stadium announcer called the teams Auchinleck Talbot and Clydebank Juniors several times. Amused me.

So that means both you and Adam are away when Clyde play Killie then. Pair of benders.

8pm last night my son was turning around talking to me sitting in his chair eating a pear, next thing he pukes his entire dinner, plus two bottles of milk, plus some of his lunch, all over himself and the chair and the floor. Must've been about a gallon of spew. Soon as he'd chucked it up he was right as rain again, running about mad while me and his mum scrubbed everything for an hour.

Rats are great pets. I've had two over the years, not together though, one after the other. *Kenneth Williams.jpeg* The first one was a female albino and was really clever and agile, the second one was a male, also white, but not albino, and he was really stupid and clumsy and had enormnous baws that kind of trailed along behind him. As they were domestic pets and fed regularly they grew quite large, particularly the male, who by the end must have been around 2 feet long, body and tail of equal 12" length. After about two years for the female and three years for the male they became reclusive and their behaviour changed, which is a clear sign something is wrong. A quick trip to the vet and a wee jag and goodnight vienna. Vets reckon that as rats are inbred as f**k they probably have a genetic disposition towards cancerous tumours. When the female's behaviour changed I was bitten by her whilst cleaning her cage, a c**t of a bite that caused blood to shoot like a water pistol from my finger where her wee needle teeth had punctured me. Totally out of character for her as she loved to be handled and played with and to run around on me. With the male he just stopped moving about very much and stayed within the lower level of his cage and particularly inside his wee sleeping hut thing. He had been accustomed to being free range so that was a clear sign. We had set up two separate cages with a walkway linking them at the top on top of a table inside an alcove and the two cages were left open and he just wandered back and forth between them doing his own thing. Once he stopped moving about it was clear he was gubbed. Never replaced him after that, couldn't be arsed cleaning the cages anymore. #RatTales

I haven't watched any game bar a few minutes here and there. Not arsed.

Agreed. My mate bought a pair recently and I was peanut butter and jealous.

Big Nade walking down the Falls Road putting boots to arses.

There's nowt wrong with a kid taking a cuddly toy to bed with them and if it's a comfort to them then sound. On dummies, what age is he? We took our boy's dummy away at age 2.5 and he's been fine with it. Certainly don't want them walking around with it in at age 3.

Just you unbunch your frillies and settle doon, hen. Dumbarton play five tiers above Clydebank in the second highest league in the country, if that's not "making it" as a footballer, then frankly nothing is.

Agreed on Burbidge, a far more useful player when I've watched them.

Top man yersel! Spot on. Best of luck to the Papers, I'll no dount be at Holm Park a few times again this coming season.

I've seen him numerous times.

We didn't sign MacKinnon because he's a fucking arsehole. Nothing to do with football. Now off you pop back to the Sunday fives league subforum and let the fans of the real clubs talk.

Correct

Dunno if I'd say he's a lot better than St Pats. He'd likely be a standout for them though.

It'd speak volumes about Aitken's ability (or lack thereof) to spot a player if he signed him. Especially when you take into account the comparatively large number of players who were signed last season by him then promptly swept under the carpet when it became clear they were utter bobbins.

I know we've discussed it to death a couple of pages ago, but I still can't believe he's on trial with us. He should be on trial with St Pats.

Lower inner arm is a doddle. Easiest of all my tattoos was inner lower arm. Upper inner, elbow, back and wrist hurt more.

Your local council plus local churches, libraries, shopping centres and community centres will probably do art classes, toddlers groups, drawing classes, messy kids (they paint with oats, child friendly paints and yoghurts etc) and book groups and the like for free or a very small contribution. They certainly do in West Dunbartonshire. Round here there's a local church toddler group we go to where he does crafts, which is once a week and costs a £1, there's also several Book Bug classes held locally which are council run and free to attend where they read and draw (held in numerous local libraries plus the local shopping centre), plus the messy kids thing is also about a quid, and that's just a few off the top of my head.

Wrestling on the floor with the boy last night and he bit me on the chest, hard. Went to tell him off for taking it too far and that being unacceptable, but before I could get the words out he says "Hhhmmmm, delicious!". Couldn't tell him off for laughing. Creepy wee eejit that he is.

I like how "Dumbarton" and "Dumbarton Athletic" merged to form "Dumbarton"...

That away kit has me torn. On the one hand, it's an objectively nice looking kit. On the other, it doesn't look like a Dumbarton kit. What is it they say about not being able to please everyone?