Davie03

Whoooooah! Where's my autograph book!

Lewis Coult was (apparently) seen in Ramzan's in Lower Methil buying a can of Red Bull and a Twix at around ten to nine tonight. #TopSigning

Black Eyed Peas - Where Is The Love

Georgina Samaras. Austria's answer to Susan Boyle. Poland were fcuking tremendous

shut up! Seriously? Fvck me!!!!

FFS! It's Sunday night! Where are this weekend's pics?

The one on the right - it's the bloke that wears the dress on all the other photos wee brother!

A lot of the sh*tholes have nice sounding names though. Anyone looking for a house in Kirkcaldy would think Valley Gardens would be a good choice. Abbeyview - an unspoilt hamlet with views towards the abbey? Then others have absolutely f*cked up names that suggest they were designed to be a sh*thole. Skinflats, Mauchline, etc. Fishcross (on the way to the Sterling Mills outlet) sounds like it would be reekin, but there's a crackin pub/ restaurant/ carvery that does brilliant food. Their steak pie is amazing. Next time your team play at Alloa/ your wife drags you to Sterling Mills/ you visit the jail, go for something to eat at The Ochil View, Fishcross. It's on the main road.

That's utter pish anaw ma man. It was about them going into the Valley Bakery. My dad's workmate was pals with the Stuart Adamson.

There was this fat lass that fell down the stairs on the school bus. Boom, bang, boom, thud, aayah! She's lying in a heap at the bottom of the stairs, her packed lunch box opens and her roll rolls out the bus door! Classic!

Instead of taking it's photo, get it sectioned!

Just drank a full 1 litre bottle of Graham's GOLD Full Cream Milk.

So, who went to Level 2 this weekend then?

Not this garage, I think they take great pride in keeping you in this shop for 10 minutes. Or at night, wait until you are 5 steps away from the window, then go and start stacking a shelf. As for paying at the pump - great idea. Not available at this garage though.

This isn't petty, it really f***ing annoys me! The Shell garage: The simple weekly chore of going to fill up my car really gets my blood boiling. Pull up at he pump, get out. Some **** wants to fill up my car that doesn't even look capable of tying his own shoe laces. Wait at the pump for 4 1/2 minutes before the woman finishes stocking the fridge and shelves (busy periods)/ finishes blethering to her pal (off peak) and switches it on. Fill up car. Go in to pay. Take my place at the back of the 2 man queue. Wait 7 minutes to get served. Finally get to the till and get bombarded with "Offers". "Can I interest you in 2 bottles of juice for £2.00?" "Can I interest you in 2 Mars bars for £1.00?" "2 packets of chewing gum for a pound?" NO! I JUST WANT TO PAY FOR MY F***ING PETROL! IT'S A PETROL STATION! NOT A F***ING SWEETIE SHOP! If I wanted juice, sweeties or chewing gum, I would get it off the shelf. 2 Mars bars for a pound and 2 bottles of Pepsi for £2.00 aren't "offers"!

Good shout about the Champions League Final. When is it?

#ShutIt!Telt!

Aye, quite surprised at how big the High Street is to be honest. The Abbeycentre isn't bad either. A good mix of traditional local shops and national chain stores. First time I've ventured past the Bell Rock Chippy.

What are RTBC's and PTTGOYN's by the way? Took my girlfriend up to Arbroath today (uni work placement interview). Parked in the car park behind Spink's Fish Smokery and it was free, which was a bonus. Killed a bit time looking round the shops, went into Burton's and tried on a pair of chinos from their 70% off sale rail. Today I realised that I am too fat to be fashionable, so I consoled myself with a steak pie and a mince and onion bridie from J&M Bakers on the High Street.

Sorry, have to disagree with the anti-Kitty's crowd. Haven't been in for a couple of years mind, but I used to like it. Been more into Society recently though. If the Windsor in Kirkcaldy has a Facebook page - that will deffo have some crackin pics! Back to Kitty's, and a previous post of mine that nobody has commented on.... About 4 or 5 years ago, I was in Kitty's and was bursting for a pish. I couldn't hold on even if I had wanted to - straight out the taxi, paid to get in, straight to the bogs. Went into the bogs to find them absolutely packed. My back teeth were swimming, so I went to use the cubicle, opened the door and some dirty c*** had skittered all over the floor, down the front of the pan, up the wall, back of the seat, the seat itself, on the shit tickets and up on the cistern! Obviously I boaked, then I turned round and luckily there was a space a the urinals. Relief! Are Kitty's toilets the blackest in the country?

Right, half a story from my girlfriend tonight when I picked her up from work. A guy she works beside was out in Glenrothes at the weekend (pub/ club with picnic tables at the smokers bit?), went out for a fag and there was a bloke an a burd shaggin' on the picnic table. What pub/ club does this sound like? As I say, half a story. His stories are 99.9% genuine. I.e. not a bullshitter

Neither would I, but I'm sure I would still try and thumb one in!

Fixed it for you

Lets find you son! Location: Glenrothes. Clubs: CISWO Team: Raith Rovers (Kirkcaldy). Clubs: Blue Mondays, Kitty's, Candy, Styx, Society. Which ones are you on?