Good result for the Scunts tonight, beating Chesterfield 1-0. Sadly, Notts Forest also won, which leaves the table as it was.
Notts Forest 47 points, Scunthorpe 45.
How bad? The Scunts are second from the top of the table, which is unprecedented, and we’re looking at the Championship next year unless they go completely skaw-ways. [...]
Fuck it, I can’t take this any more.
Between piss-ups at the neighbours and piss-ups in my house, piss-ups at the pub-of-choice and random drunkenness related to Christmas, I really can’t commit to blogging.
Sorry, both of my readers.
I’ll be back in a few days.
Now, fair play to the Scunts for making a liar out of me. Last week I was taking the piss out of them for their disgraceful defeat at the hands of Blackpool but then, on Friday, they travelled to London and beat Millwall 1-0 with a late goal from Torpey. Helped by [...]
Jimbo gave me a shout. Will we go into town for a pint?
Town? Are you mad? It’ll be full of aggressive drunk fuckers.
Ah no. We won’t bother with all that. We’ll just have a couple in our pub of choice.
All right, so.
I made preparations. In an obscure cupboard, I found a [...]
I had a great idea for turning grudges into money. It’s a business idea, and I expect to get a huge amount of cash from the Government in the form of grant-aid and tax breaks.
I’ll explain.
Irish people, as you know, are renowned world-wide for their ability to harbour resentment and rage. In [...]
I was strolling down the the road this evening, on my way to my pub of choice, (on my way to a pint or two with people of my choice, for a change) when the phone rang. The phone in my pocket, that is, as opposed to that on the [...]
Fucking Scunthorpe are really pissing me off now, the cunts. They lost 3-1 to fucking Blackpool last week when they had a chance to gain a further three points on the league leaders, and instead the stupid fuckers threw it away. It isn’t funny.
Well, actually, it is. It’s Scunthorpe United, when all [...]
Haughey was a crook, a megalomaniac, a thug, the worst thing that happened to Ireland in the last fifty years, a two-faced, thieving, bullying gangster who looked after all his crooked buddies and got huge sums of money from them in return.
How did he look after his crook buddies? Very simple: he made [...]
I took a few pictures during the week. Full flood.
I was buzzing along in the old Bockmobile the other day, idly thinking up ways to cause a nuisance, when suddenly there was a loud noise. Not a BANG! exactly. More a Whooomff!! And suddenly I had no power. No engine. No anything except a silent Bockmobile coasting [...]
