Anyway, my team is soooo shite but I cant admit to it so I'll put up some immature false bravado, and revert to past histories (yet again zzzzzz) just so I have something to hold on to for the upcoming years. Something to hold off the depression.
Be honest now, you're translating that for yourself as you couldn't understand the eloquence of my statement. Couldn't write a paragraph like that if you tried.
Told you already, the Scott Bowlswell video is keeping me entertained for now.
By the way, did I ever mention to you that I have a dog named Monty?
You are relying on Pointing for 2013? Oh behave. His bath chair wont be allowed on the pitch.
Judging by your previous post, i've no doubt you'd be willing to accomodate him and his bath chair in your private quarters.

By the way, I should warn you, there's an Eddowes piece on the way from myself soon.....if you hate me now, wait till that arrives. I'm fairly sure your head will actually explode. That's all for now

Cheers,
Adam.
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