Nucasol

By-product of Pepball. All this fucking about at the back inevitably comes round to smash keepers straight in the face.

If we’re happy to loan out or cash in we’re definitely comfortable in having two strikers on the books by 1st September.

The noncey centre-forward more like.

Some cunt and his harridan social climbing snake of a wife.

Our very own Top Gun if we get him.

He’s a self-confessed QPR fan, although bizarrely loves sucking Sky Six schlong at every opportunity.

Two and a half days away and can already feel the rage building at the Scouse ballbag bastards. Can’t stand the cunts.

That Paqueta hit.

Brazilian Paul Mitchell.

Good signing. Things you hate to see.

Who and why to Norway?

It’s his defence mechanism in case the little grey men come back to abduct and abuse him again.

Sorloth quipped: ”Smells like a mackem’s snatch”.

Northolt would be nearer Brentford way. 24 minutes by car. Chelsea would be Surrey (Cobham) so probably Farnborough.

Ok Andrew Tate.

Silverstone braying himself off at the PSR implications.

Shit that. Gone from Sasquatch to plain old Sacha.

Isn’t that cunt Ekitike’s agent?

Fucking cunts. Where was the email saying they were going on sale? Also, first thing that pops up when I opened the site. Nearly smashed the phone off the wall:

“Blinkered associates who serve as media pundits…” And don’t we fucking know it. Triple, maybe even quadruple, dose of Carragher and Redknapp this weekend. The joys.

Come on Arne let’s go party

Shermanated.

Stealing others material and passing it off as his own, the dirty shitbag.

Brexit means Brexit marra. Don’t want anything of the sort.