Darth Crooks

#wait(oursideyourhouseandsearchyourbins)

That's one short photographer

Come on you swedes.

Are you providing funds for transfers? Yes, I am not.

No sentient/thinking creature deserves that task.

New signings? Ross barkeky

Abidal Lecter

How long has lee Dixon been a skyrim vampire?

Corner flags of St James' rejoice

Welcome back. Hope to see you at Chelsea away! Haha, falling out of love with football is something I might get over. Being married now is the slightly more challenging obstacle. Fucking shit isn't it?

It's utter shite. I'd rather stot a biscuit tin off me head for 10 minutes.

Looking forward to seeing vardy like

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead (tinnies) In group G there's nothing so becomes a man As modest Gareth and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the Trippier; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with Vard-flavor'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let pry through the portage of the head Like the class Rashford; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the Belgians wide, Hold hard the ale-breath and bend up every spirit To his full height. On, on, you noblest English. Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof! Fathers that, like so many Alexander Oxlaide-Chamberlains Have in these parts from morn till even fought And sheathed their swords for lack of VAargument: Dishonour not your mothers; now attest That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to score. And you, good Jordan Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, (Apart from Delli Alli) That hath not an acceptable 0-0 in your eyes. I see you stand like Romford greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afooty: Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry 'God for both Harry's England, and Saint George!'

Relegated on a Monday, met The Don on Tuesday...... Debt Free by Wednesday and fan in peace every Thursday Le-ea–gue one When a child says no, molest her Holy shit

Was thinking this earlier but didn't want to get bombarded with abuse The penalties were class tbf SHOLA SEAL OF APPROVALtm

I hate their kits TBH. I often look at their kits and think, just die, Errea.

Wolves have a good base colour to work from tbf. Had some nice kits over the years. Also make you feel like the hero of Kvatch as well.

I'd take him as a number 10 for us, with Rafa as his manager i reckon he'd be mint for us. Nice arse though

Enigma this dude. Should be straightforward.

Don't try and open the window, that is impossible. Instead try to realise the truth... There is no window...

Fucks he done to his eyebrows man

What is a Peodos? Best lads holiday I ever had.

Cardi B is the alternative to cardi A when choosing my wardrobe for a Saturday night playing Warhammer as far as I'm concerned. 40,000 - none of that medieval sadact shite.