Nuff said....
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Born from the immortal words spoken to Steve by Rich, this is a place for us to keep in touch, explore the essence of drunkeness, and take the piss out of each other no matter where we are. We wave goodbye to Jack for at least the next 6 months and hope he has many dunken adventures. Bye Jack! And Rich hopes you get frostbite on your balls!
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Battered at Anfield for the second year running but still winning 0-1. As much as I dislike ManUre, sometimes you've got to take your hat off to them.
"To say that these men paid their shillings to watch 22 hirelings kick a ball is merely to say that a violin is wood and catgut, that Hamlet is so much paper and ink. for not only had you escaped from the clanking machinery of this lesser life, from work, wages, rent, doles, sick pay, insurance cards, nagging wives, ailing children, bad bosses, idle workmen, but you had escaped with most of your mates and your neighbours, with half the town, and there you were, cheering together, thumping one another on the shoulders, swopping judgements like lords of the earth, having pushed your way through a turnstile into another and altogether more splendid kind of life, hurtling with conflict and yet passionate and beautiful in its art." J.B. Priestley.
Did you go?
Brought a tear to me mother fooking eye that ric
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