Toma_BullyWee Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 My mate has received a few texts this morning, one of which was "What the f**k did you and Toma do last night?". I don't even think I want to know. I have that horrible feeling in my stomach that we pissed off a lot of people. Shite. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kiwififer Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 The build up show hasn't started yet but I bet he'll be a pundit for Liverpool v Everton as well. 1st pint you will go 'boo'. By the 5th, you won't give a f**k. I need to go to bed.... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fudge Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 I was about to agree with you untill I clicked on your profile and noticed you have taken a picture of yourself bebo teenage girl style. Would you prefer a picture of me with my top off, playing golf on a beach with a cheesy voice over? Paul Merson would rather play James Milner at left back than Leighton Baines. Simmer down Paul. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GypsyTillIDie Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 I woke up at about 7 this morning with my full right arm completely numb. I can laugh about it now, but it was the oddest feeling in the world, just waking up looking at my hand, not being able to move it. Turns out I had been sleeping on top of it for a good 5 hours and had mega pins and needles after my arm had woken up. And Clyde are playing at home today. Boo. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
theentomologist Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 Me!? Not me. Maybe MarvMarvSuperMarv you're talking about. um...ah, that'd be it. all these young people and there numerous pseudonyms all merge into one after a while. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adam_Wee Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 Jamie Redknapp makes me fucking sick. He really is just an utter waste of a human being, isn't he? I really hope that he contracts some form of AIDS (good or bad, I'm not picky) and humps his stick insect of a wife and gives it to her as well, therefore getting them the fuck off my telly. Still, his ugly mug won't put me off watching the derby either. It's either that or St Mirren V Rangers. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jimmy85 Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 Would you prefer a picture of me with my top off, playing golf on a beach with a cheesy voice over? Nut. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raith Against The Machine Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 I've just been watching Kirk Broadfoot at this St Mirren game on the telly. It sickens me that he gets paid as much as he does to wait for Bougherra to get the ball, then receive the pass, give it straight back to Bougherra then jog behind the nearest St Mirren player so he's no longer an option. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Unleash The Nade Posted February 6, 2010 Share Posted February 6, 2010 On The Weakest Link the way Anne Robinson cant say the word "thousand" and instead says "thousant" There's no fucking "t" on the end you ginger twad 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Smurph Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 Gig tickets were in the post, so my mate dropped into the postal place to pick them up yesterday. Royal Mail said that they had been returned to sender. Now we have to contact the people that sent the tickets (who's office shuts at midday), and then go to the box office at the Barrowlands to pick them up. Gigs later on today. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GypsyTillIDie Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 Urgh, in a bit of a tricky predicament right now. I desperately need a slash, but if I go to the toilet I'll wake my folks up and by the length of the piss they'll know I've been drinking (something I told them I didn't do) and my head is banging like f**k. Downing a bottle of Magners in 20 minutes = not smart. Nor was firing into a lassie my pal really likes, and now I'm gong to look like a p***k and a half. It's also like 3am and on my iPod touch posting on an Internet football forum as everyone I know is asleep. Been up since like 7 as well so I'm dog tired. What the f**k am I doing? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Garrowhillclyde Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 Urgh, in a bit of a tricky predicament right now. I desperately need a slash, but if I go to the toilet I'll wake my folks up and by the length of the piss they'll know I've been drinking (something I told them I didn't do) and my head is banging like f**k. Downing a bottle of Magners in 20 minutes = not smart. Nor was firing into a lassie my pal really likes, and now I'm gong to look like a p***k and a half. It's also like 3am and on my iPod touch posting on an Internet football forum as everyone I know is asleep. Been up since like 7 as well so I'm dog tired. What the f**k am I doing? Wizz into the magners bottle and take it down in the morning when you are doing a real piss, puor it into the lavvy. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GypsyTillIDie Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 Wizz into the magners bottle and take it down in the morning when you are doing a real piss, puor it into the lavvy. No can do amigo. I was drinking at a pals house - no bottles in my room. I'm going to either hold it in and hope for the best, or pish myself. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CM. Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 Urgh, in a bit of a tricky predicament right now. I desperately need a slash, but if I go to the toilet I'll wake my folks up and by the length of the piss they'll know I've been drinking (something I told them I didn't do) and my head is banging like f**k. Downing a bottle of Magners in 20 minutes = not smart. Nor was firing into a lassie my pal really likes, and now I'm gong to look like a p***k and a half. It's also like 3am and on my iPod touch posting on an Internet football forum as everyone I know is asleep. Been up since like 7 as well so I'm dog tired. What the f**k am I doing? Magners Irish Cider aye. Get to the fucking toilet son. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bibby Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 Nah nah, a quick five knuckle shuffle will definitely get rid of your 'predicament'. Pfft. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DarkBlue62 Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 Nah nah, a quick five knuckle shuffle will definitely get rid of your 'predicament'. Pfft. That will make him want to pish more. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dave_binos Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 I've just had one of the worst days in my short-term existence. A good day out was had up at Dingwall but a horrid, horrid performance. When I got back from the fitba', I had a nap on the couch. Sadly, I didn't lock my front door. This resulted in me finding an intruder in my kitchen at 4am. I fucking screamed at the b*****d who immediately bolted oot the door. A quick look around the house and looks like he'd only stolen my wallet. Bank card has been cancelled immediately. Didn't bother phoning the police. Nae much they could do. I'm an idiot 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
An Sionnach Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 Gig tickets were in the post, so my mate dropped into the postal place to pick them up yesterday. Royal Mail said that they had been returned to sender. Now we have to contact the people that sent the tickets (who's office shuts at midday), and then go to the box office at the Barrowlands to pick them up. Gigs later on today. Enter Shakiri, yes? That could make for an unhappy pair of kids when I see them for lunch this afternoon! I won't ask how long the "Sorry you were out when we called" card from the postie had been lying on the kitchen table before my boy went to the Sorting Office yesterday morning. Cheers for the heads up. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
capybara Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 I have to go and hire a LWB Transit at a cost of £160 a week.I will need to look around.. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dave_binos Posted February 7, 2010 Share Posted February 7, 2010 I've just had one of the worst days in my short-term existence. A good day out was had up at Dingwall but a horrid, horrid performance. When I got back from the fitba', I had a nap on the couch. Sadly, I didn't lock my front door. This resulted in me finding an intruder in my kitchen at 4am. I fucking screamed at the b*****d who immediately bolted oot the door. A quick look around the house and looks like he'd only stolen my wallet. Bank card has been cancelled immediately. Didn't bother phoning the police. Nae much they could do. I'm an idiot Phoned the police, they took a DNA of the door handle. Don't expect the wallet to be returned 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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