asanley

He didn,t win the European cup with Aberdeen ,

All the best to you too mate , you come across as one of the decent ones on here ,

He,s a drunken , blue nosed , arrogant prick , who spews his vindictive bile whenever he needs to deflect attention away from a poor perfomance by his team.

Every town or city has its rough pubs , but for sheer hospitality , interesting characters and great times , rural Ireland is the place .

The owner is on here , if he sees this he will probably contribute .

..........SO after the orgies , the sheep shagging and the homoerotica were done with , the police and fire brigade had gone home the wreckage of the bus the caravan and the transit had been cleared and everyone had been brought back to life , they formed an orderly line at the side of the road and elected Stan as leader, the quest to find the god of all collies must continue ,.Stans first decision as leader was to shoot RFYL in the head , and he forbids anyone to bring the horrible little cnt back to life . If we are going to see the great god Plum ., we must take 100 rabbits as tribute to

.........meanwhile back in England Darcy and Chalky were discussing thier next book , it was to be a joint collaberation about the immortal MB ,.....we really need that photo of Mark for the dust jacket ...said Darcy .......I lent it to Tomo ....replied chalky while absent mindly stroking the inside of Darcy,s leg, .....then lets go and find him ....they cryed in unison ...........

ohhhh ffs not Buttermilk ....wailed Baw .....

,,,,,,,amidst all the confusion (and it is getting fkn confusing ) Baw and the voluptuous , moist skycat had found a quiet corner , ...I am hot and I want it hard and deep ...demanded Skycat ......any chance of doing the ear first ...whined the penile challenged Baw ......YES YOUD LIKE THAT , WOULDNT YOU....screamed a voice in the mist , Baw looked round horrified , there stood Buttermilk.......

..........onwards the motly crew marched , Tomo by now had got his signed photo of MB tatood onto his chest , and decided to challenge Baw for leadership and who has first go at the voluptous and very moist Skycat , Baw called for a show of hands to settle the matter , apart from Malt , who was elbow deep in a very attractive sheep , the show of hands was in Tomos favour , Baw was relagated to the rear of the bunch and had to carry Labs mars bars as extra punishment . It was the final straw for Baws fragile mental state , he began to see salukis everywhere he looked , the rest of the group rea

Ethyl

...........before they went any further , Stan , who was the elected leader , decided that if RFYL put in an appearance he would be told to get his shit talking , bird spotting , scouse hating despicable face to fuk out of it ......

ffs DONT put them two in it , Ill get banned .

You,v got your sexual fantasy and I,v got mine

...........as nightfall fell . they huddled together , fearful in the gloaming , Stan being a square jawed adonis assumed the mantle of alpha male every one agreed that the best chance of seeing the chosen one in his cottage at the edge of the world was if he led the way . The ragtag bunch continued on thier way , Lab was riding his lab , tomo was clutching his beloved signed photo , Malt swapped phone numbers with two very attractive sheep , Gnasher made a bandana out of his westham scarf and pretende he was Eric Bristow in the jungle , and Baw was in heaven , he was finally getting to see t