Koos: “Alright okes, we really need to come up with this new Springbok kit for our laaitjies going to France, ey!”
Did you read the one where Joe Black was too happy to complain? We had a Gratefulness Fest for such things as Cyanide & Happiness, the Russian sausage and MJB da MVP. Particularly fascinating was JB’s gratefulness for a loving girlfriend. It’s always nice to know someone ain’t tired of your crap. For then.
…I had a couple of beers. I know it’s no excuse, but it has been a rough couple of days. Over the 5 weeks I’ve…
The two lovely ladies who took me for lunch, cos we went down to Strathaven for some sadza on Saturday afternoon. There’s nothing better than that mix of chicken, knuckle and pork bones to make you feel alive. And sleepy. I’m such a lucky bastard.
So Liverpool boss Rafa Benitez finally got his man, people 🙂 Despite street protests in the Spanish capital Madrid, we finally bagged their best striker…
Terror has once again gripped the United Kingdom; a wave of attacks has paralysed the nation and instilled a culture of fear among the peace-loving…
Find out just what people will submit to, and you have found out the
exact amount of injustice and wrong which will be imposed upon them;
and these will continue until they are resisted with either words or
blows, or with both. The limits of tyrants are prescribed by the
endurance of those whom they oppress
It’s been a strange week, ladies and gentle-folk. For the first time in a long time, I actually have nothing to complain about!
It’s official – I am past my prime. You know you’re well past your sell by date when you intentionally leave the house with a book in your handbag as you head out to a club. The book being the back up plan to staving off boredeom an hour or so into proceedings because either…
It’s amazing what a little change can do. Like, since I got my locks back, albeit baby locks for now, it’s amazing how much play…
Talk of music from back in the day made me realise that my spring chicken status is fast becoming an off layer status (without having laid; being laid doesn’t count). I have eaten many Christmases. This prompted a quick trip down the memory lane of my misspent youth. Don’t regret a minute of it though.
Dear Luke Watson – good first half bwoy,keep your head up. I know you were nervy on debut, don’t worry about that shitty second half you had, they’ll give you another game. You carried it up well and showed great handling in the first – you still the man.