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Fake Sepp Blatter | What the hell? I keep telling people in office they have shit on forehead and I get dirty looks! Just trying to be helpful. |
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Royston Keane | RK's with The Sun? Last thing I recall was being led into @RupertMurdoch's HQ and him approaching me with a syringe. After that I'm a blank. |
Royston Keane | Can't believe I agreed to being the new columnist for The Sunday Sun. Either I took leave of my senses or the eejits plied me with neat gin |
notBigSam | Christ, I wish I could sleep. Or the wife would wake up and fix me some boiled eggs. One or the other. |
notBigSam | Sometimes when I'm pushing a pair of tits together, I imagine that if I push hard enough, they'll merge into one giant, congealed tit. |
notBigSam | Spanking a team of grease-caked vagabonds on the very same day the tUnE-yArDs album is dispatched to me by the Internet. Aceness all round. |
notBigSam | Big Sam peels back the banana skins of circumstance and feasts on the tasty, potassium-filled innards of imagination. |
notBigSam | Blackpool. Another victim of Big Sam's tactical supremacy. Smashed apart like an adorable fanny. |
Kai Wayne | Another source tells me that @torres is the real Fernando but the blond wizard keeps going to hit the return button and hits delete instead. |
Kai Wayne | My good Chelsea friend @robertrea tells me that @torres isn't the real Fernando. That one was last seen on Merseyside scoring goals. |
Kai Wayne | You couldn't make this up. @Torres is Fernando's actual Twitter page. He last did something in October and then fuck all since. Ring a bell? |
Kai Wayne | That's it, I am giving up rusks for lent. I make no apologies for the inconsistent and vitriolic content over the next 40 days. Arse. |
Royston Keane | Robert Mugabe oppresses and starves millions of Zimbabweans. I opressed and starved dozens of Ipswich players. We share common ground. |
Royston Keane | RK's sending many happy returns the way of Robert Mugabe. 88 today. Meet you for that drink later, Robbie. |
notBigSam | Lying on warm, golden sands, fucked up on Bombay Sapphire & shrooms, having my Blackpool Rock handled by a whore of impeccable class. Magic. |
notBigSam | I remember one weekend in particular there. As sordid as a queer in a cave. The beach was smashed with the tides of depravity that day. |
notBigSam | Away at Blackpool tonight. A filthy, tacky town, full of filthy, tacky women. Christ, I love it. |
Kai Wayne | Shrove Tuesday must be the only day in the year when Carlos Tevez is popular. After all, everyone needs a little tosser. |
























