hellhunter
Eurofighter
He's a twat, to be fairGood lad.
He's a twat, to be fairGood lad.
surprised he didn't mention MaguireTweet
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He often is. But in this case, good ladHe's a twat, to be fair
Yes, a very big one.Wow, VDV too is a muppet?
Hates Maguire and now he’s pushing Frenkie to us. Closet United fan.Tweet
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Agreed, today we're friendsHe often is. But in this case, good lad
Precisely the point. Players gets linked with big clubs all the time. It's not a stick to beat the club for not signing them. Every club will have a laundry list if you are going by media or agent talk.Benzema (Madrid)
Ozil (Madrid)
Khedira (Madrid)
Robben (Chelsea)
Hazard (Chelsea)
Moura (PSG)
Thiago (Bayern)
Torres (Liverpool)
just to name a few high profile players that we were linked up with prior to them ending up elsewhere. This exlcudes all the Sneijders and Sergio Ramos' of the world that ended up renewing with their then current clubs
Really?VdV very close friends with De Jong and his family
What does that yellow with partial black color means ? Reliable but can be wrong at times ?Tweet
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Tier 2 I believe.What does that yellow with partial black color means ? Reliable but can be wrong at times ?
Very much so, Nigel has him over for Christmas and New Year without failReally?
This is superb!! Everyone without kids thinking this is hyperbole everyone with kids knows that he's actually downplayed the mayhem FYI I just finished playing on the PS4 (aged 52) and logged on here to find out I need to stop playing games and grow up. Well Feck me!! I thought I was old enough alreadyYou need to grow up. I'm pretty much the same age because after 34 you might as well stop counting, and I play video games. Should I grow up? I don't work long hours at the business factory, literally ripping my remaining hair out because computer not worky worky, dealing with team members coming to me in tears because Mr Feckface - Director of Fecking Shit Up and External Comms - is fecking their shit up, only to come home to a house full of kids who need me to do everything except wipe their arses and sit watching some crap film about a dumb fish who lost his dad. Boo fecking hoo, feck that shit.
Once they've been herded one by one for their baths or showers and had their school clothes washed and pressed, finally going to sleep after spending the hours of 5:30-9:00 making more noise than Cina's mum during the last spin cycle of a 1600rpm cotton wash, I'm not going to sit and do something boring as shit like read an Avon brochure or find out how many capybaras are left in the wild. I'm pretending to be a fecking Thargoid destroying motherfecking Space Pirate, or building a dynasty made up entirely of inbred monks in CK3 before I invade France (because FECK. THEM.) or flying a tank through a helicopter just in time for Battlefield to lose its shitty connection again.
Very much so, Nigel has him over for Christmas and New Year without fail
This is poetryYou need to grow up. I'm pretty much the same age because after 34 you might as well stop counting, and I play video games. Should I grow up? I don't work long hours at the business factory, literally ripping my remaining hair out because computer not worky worky, dealing with team members coming to me in tears because Mr Feckface - Director of Fecking Shit Up and External Comms - is fecking their shit up, only to come home to a house full of kids who need me to do everything except wipe their arses and sit watching some crap film about a dumb fish who lost his dad. Boo fecking hoo, feck that shit.
Once they've been herded one by one for their baths or showers and had their school clothes washed and pressed, finally going to sleep after spending the hours of 5:30-9:00 making more noise than Cina's mum during the last spin cycle of a 1600rpm cotton wash, I'm not going to sit and do something boring as shit like read an Avon brochure or find out how many capybaras are left in the wild. I'm pretending to be a fecking Thargoid destroying motherfecking Space Pirate, or building a dynasty made up entirely of inbred monks in CK3 before I invade France (because FECK. THEM.) or flying a tank through a helicopter just in time for Battlefield to lose its shitty connection again.
What does that yellow with partial black color means ? Reliable but can be wrong at times ?
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He's going to take our hearts.Will he take the 21 or 6?
Thanks mate. They could have just added 1,2 and 3 rating tiers. Instead they add a moon and try to overcomplicate.Tweet
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He was a quality player.The way he talks about himself you'd think he was class in the Prem. He was ok but not close to how he thinks of himself.
That's a case for @giorno, right?Moons out.
Your posts are consistently entertaining but this is a masterpiece.You need to grow up. I'm pretty much the same age because after 34 you might as well stop counting, and I play video games. Should I grow up? I don't work long hours at the business factory, literally ripping my remaining hair out because computer not worky worky, dealing with team members coming to me in tears because Mr Feckface - Director of Fecking Shit Up and External Comms - is fecking their shit up, only to come home to a house full of kids who need me to do everything except wipe their arses and sit watching some crap film about a dumb fish who lost his dad. Boo fecking hoo, feck that shit.
Once they've been herded one by one for their baths or showers and had their school clothes washed and pressed, finally going to sleep after spending the hours of 5:30-9:00 making more noise than Cina's mum during the last spin cycle of a 1600rpm cotton wash, I'm not going to sit and do something boring as shit like read an Avon brochure or find out how many capybaras are left in the wild. I'm pretending to be a fecking Thargoid destroying motherfecking Space Pirate, or building a dynasty made up entirely of inbred monks in CK3 before I invade France (because FECK. THEM.) or flying a tank through a helicopter just in time for Battlefield to lose its shitty connection again.
Not yet. We're in the 1990's stage. Diddy from Donkey Kong Country. We're almost at Donkey, though.Can this now be deemed as on like an early 80s video game character?
Brilliant post sirYou need to grow up. I'm pretty much the same age because after 34 you might as well stop counting, and I play video games. Should I grow up? I don't work long hours at the business factory, literally ripping my remaining hair out because computer not worky worky, dealing with team members coming to me in tears because Mr Feckface - Director of Fecking Shit Up and External Comms - is fecking their shit up, only to come home to a house full of kids who need me to do everything except wipe their arses and sit watching some crap film about a dumb fish who lost his dad. Boo fecking hoo, feck that shit.
Once they've been herded one by one for their baths or showers and had their school clothes washed and pressed, finally going to sleep after spending the hours of 5:30-9:00 making more noise than Cina's mum during the last spin cycle of a 1600rpm cotton wash, I'm not going to sit and do something boring as shit like read an Avon brochure or find out how many capybaras are left in the wild. I'm pretending to be a fecking Thargoid destroying motherfecking Space Pirate, or building a dynasty made up entirely of inbred monks in CK3 before I invade France (because FECK. THEM.) or flying a tank through a helicopter just in time for Battlefield to lose its shitty connection again.
Imminent in the world of Man United is around 4 weeks.Tweet
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I'm in my mid 30s and approve this message.You need to grow up. I'm pretty much the same age because after 34 you might as well stop counting, and I play video games. Should I grow up? I don't work long hours at the business factory, literally ripping my remaining hair out because computer not worky worky, dealing with team members coming to me in tears because Mr Feckface - Director of Fecking Shit Up and External Comms - is fecking their shit up, only to come home to a house full of kids who need me to do everything except wipe their arses and sit watching some crap film about a dumb fish who lost his dad. Boo fecking hoo, feck that shit.
Once they've been herded one by one for their baths or showers and had their school clothes washed and pressed, finally going to sleep after spending the hours of 5:30-9:00 making more noise than Cina's mum during the last spin cycle of a 1600rpm cotton wash, I'm not going to sit and do something boring as shit like read an Avon brochure or find out how many capybaras are left in the wild. I'm pretending to be a fecking Thargoid destroying motherfecking Space Pirate, or building a dynasty made up entirely of inbred monks in CK3 before I invade France (because FECK. THEM.) or flying a tank through a helicopter just in time for Battlefield to lose its shitty connection again.