God help the cat if I hear “Vincent Kompany’s Burnley” again tonight.
I don’t have a cat. I’ll probably get beaten senseless by the mrs for gobbing off
🙌🏻 Fair.
I’m sure some will be weirdly seething, but the rest of us are pleased.
P.s. Thanks for your advice.
P.p.s. I’m a week closer to smelling you again.
So there’s over 900 minutes of Rugby 7’s to be played with their shitty fucking massive studded boots cutting up the pitch.
What are you worried about?! It’s fine…just a couple of football matches.
Used to make me laugh when I was on the buses and I had a full bus, and people would beep me because I hadn’t moved instantly.
Mate, my foot was down ages ago.