Ad Lib Posted March 3, 2010 Author Share Posted March 3, 2010 Oh look...a St Mirren fan airbrushing history. Got to be a Kilt alias. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint dave Posted March 3, 2010 Share Posted March 3, 2010 Got to be a Kilt alias. Nope,no crystals here. And who would pretend to be a saints fan 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ad Lib Posted March 3, 2010 Author Share Posted March 3, 2010 Nope,no crystals here. And who would pretend to be a saints fan Well... I was going to say "Kilt" but he just pretends to be a Berwick fan. -1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarvMarvSuperMarv Posted March 3, 2010 Share Posted March 3, 2010 Nope,no crystals here. And who would pretend to be a saints fan Kilt. -1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest The Phoenix Posted March 3, 2010 Share Posted March 3, 2010 Why is it that female drivers in particular consider themselves to be above the law when it comes to using their mobile phone? Four times in the space of less than a mile a fat cow in her Volvo Estate nearly drove into the back of me because she was gabbing on the phone. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marshmallo Posted March 3, 2010 Share Posted March 3, 2010 Roman Wallner, ex Accies 'star', has just scored for Austria against Denmark. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. I got Wallner on the back of my Falkirk top I saw him a couple of times for the reserves and he was dynamite. If he hadn't been such a psychopath he'd have torn the SPL to shreds. -1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint dave Posted March 3, 2010 Share Posted March 3, 2010 Why is it that female drivers in particular consider themselves to be above the law when it comes to using their mobile phone? Four times in the space of less than a mile a fat cow in her Volvo Estate nearly drove into the back of me because she was gabbing on the phone. On the road to Greenock in the mornings I pass the same daft boot texting on her mobile near enouugh every day. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Karpaty Posted March 3, 2010 Share Posted March 3, 2010 On two seperate buses yesterday two seperate people were smoking, freely. The cheek. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr. Brightside Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 It's half 4 in the afternoon and I'm lying in bed, eating far too many chocolate digestives, and I'm tutting at one of my friends getting engaged, which I've just noticed on Facebook (we're not exactly close.) I think I'm on my period. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ebanda's Handyman Services Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 One suspects he was using "slag" in an affectionate way. We've all done it. "That was a great curry that you made you FuCKING SLAG!" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Hero of the Day Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 I got Wallner on the back of my Falkirk top I saw him a couple of times for the reserves and he was dynamite. If he hadn't been such a psychopath he'd have torn the SPL to shreds. A cult hero he was, without really touching the ball for us. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
endieinreekie Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 We've all done it. "That was a great curry that you made you FuCKING SLAG!" That just reminds me of the bit in Gavin and Stacey, where Gavin and Smithy are on the phone to each other in cockney accents. The conversation went along the lines of: Gavin: "You slag". Smithy: "You slag" Gavin: "No, you slaaaaag" etc, etc. Was quite amusing at the time and definitely an affectionate use of the word slag. Sometimes it's about how you say the word (difficult to appreciate on the internet), but my friends wouldn't be offended if I said to them, "Alright ya c**t?". 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
An Sionnach Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 Why is it that female drivers in particular consider themselves to be above the law when it comes to using their mobile phone? Four times in the space of less than a mile a fat cow in her Volvo Estate nearly drove into the back of me because she was gabbing on the phone. "fat SLAG". It's de riguer these days, doncha know old boy?! -11 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raith Against The Machine Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 I had a really bizarre dream last night. I was playing for the Rovers, and before the game I was warming up with Rovers goalkeeper Davie McGurn, only for him to tell me that actually he was playing for Morton, the opposition. I scored the opening goal, and then McGurn picked the ball up outside the box and I was roaring at the ref, who sent him off, but then someone (I have a sneaky feeling it was Kustki - is it weird to dream about someone who is essentially a character from the internet?) reminded me that he was a really good keeper for us, so I started pleading with the ref not to send him off, even though he'd already gone down the tunnel. Somebody scored the penalty (does not compute, I know) and then I scored again, before some big massive fat bald lad scored the 4th. Then I won the 50/50 at half time, and someone explained to me that actually Graeme Weir had the winning ticket, but he was so rich he'd given the money back to the club, who'd decided to give it to the poorest squad member, which was me, because I "once went into McDonalds, and could only afford half a pie". The 50/50 prize consisted of a cheque, and a bag of peanuts that came with a big pink plastic comb inside. I sleep AWESOME. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rajpelt Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 I had a really bizarre dream last night. I was playing for the Rovers, and before the game I was warming up with Rovers goalkeeper Davie McGurn, only for him to tell me that actually he was playing for Morton, the opposition. I scored the opening goal, and then McGurn picked the ball up outside the box and I was roaring at the ref, who sent him off, but then someone (I have a sneaky feeling it was Kustki - is it weird to dream about someone who is essentially a character from the internet?) reminded me that he was a really good keeper for us, so I started pleading with the ref not to send him off, even though he'd already gone down the tunnel. Somebody scored the penalty (does not compute, I know) and then I scored again, before some big massive fat bald lad scored the 4th. Then I won the 50/50 at half time, and someone explained to me that actually Graeme Weir had the winning ticket, but he was so rich he'd given the money back to the club, who'd decided to give it to the poorest squad member, which was me, because I "once went into McDonalds, and could only afford half a pie". The 50/50 prize consisted of a cheque, and a bag of peanuts that came with a big pink plastic comb inside. I sleep AWESOME. Hugs not drugs before sleepy-time for you my friend. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gaz Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 "fat SLAG". It's de riguer these days, doncha know old boy?! Surely you should be moaning about him using a derogatory term for females? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ayrgirl Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 Surely you should be moaning about him using a derogatory term for females? Different strokes for different folks -1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hedgecutter Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 ...who'd decided to give it to the poorest squad member, which was me, because I "once went into McDonalds, and could only afford half a pie." Ah, the Kingdom of Fife. I never knew things were so tough for you guys. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Monster Posted March 4, 2010 Share Posted March 4, 2010 Ah, the Kingdom of Fife. I never knew things were so tough for you guys. Yeah, you should send some aid. I'm sure a cartload of wicker would help immensely. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
monkeyblair Posted March 5, 2010 Share Posted March 5, 2010 There's no mistake I smell that smell It's that time of year again I can taste the air. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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