It’s so stop/start. They spend most of their time just walking about then BOOM they run for a few seconds, then stop.
Plus there are soooo many adverts breaks.
Not to mention I have no idea what’s going on.
The double over dirty Chelsea, Torres was shite, I won £15 and I have Raul Meireles in my Fantasy Football team (he scored and he’s man of the match).
Tonight I watched United lose to Wolves while drinking beer. Good times. I then played lots of FIFA. Good times. I then drank whiskey while watching the most crazy MOTD ever. Record goals I believe. Good times. I then went out to a club and met loads of friends. Good times. I then went to the casino until 6am and made a profit of £28. Good times. I then bought a burger. Good times. I am now home and in bed. Good times.
Pretty good times.
Looks good in Red eh… at least he’s playing for a real team now.
I am awesome.
This feeling’s like o ooothherrr, I want you to knoowww
Fuck you, you traitorous bastard.
I don’t have anything interesting to say!
I’ll be doing some band/studio blogs soon though.
“Poke” in Scotland means to, well, “finger” a girl.
It’s not an expression I’d personally use though, haha, it’s reserved for the lower classes or used in jest…
No offence to any high class pokers.
I only wish I could remember our meeting more vividly!