Bodicoteblue
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He’s become a cymbal of their failure.Karius was hit by a drum before the game, he had percussion.
He’s become a cymbal of their failure.Karius was hit by a drum before the game, he had percussion.
‘Cause he’s German?It's just Klopp and spiel.
So that's why the dippers play in neat little triangles.‘Cause he’s German?
That’s a bit xylophonic.
I’m running out of timpani with this.
Hi-hats off to you.He’s become a cymbal of their failure.
I think the steel drums are what they're best at.So that's why the dippers play in neat little triangles.
I think the steel drums are what they're best at.
Is he still concussed or has he recovered?
They should get that Uruguayan keeper in , just in case.....I suspect it will come and go throughout the season
I think it's all about the bass, myself.Hi-hats off to you.
Well said ,ps you missed out the Stanley blades stuck on ice lolly stick each side so it was hard to stitch up at the hospital .And our players were traumatised by the neanderthal thugs that attacked our team bus, but we went out and played anyway. One day you fucking Scouse scum will wake up to the fact that you are despised by everybody outside of that foul, putrid wasteland called Dipperpool. You'll realise that the rest of the country is not mildly amused by that roguish, jack-the-lad persona you try so hard to impress upon everybody. You'll understand that actually everybody in Britain sees you as the sort of immensely disliked relative many families all over the globe have: the type that you avoid in the street, that you avoid eye contact with, the black sheep who has served time in prison for mugging OAP's, trying to sell crack to primary school kids, for thieving money boxes from 'Help the Blind' charities, and beating your 7 stone girlfriend so fucking severely she'll spend the rest of her life walking with a limp.
And you think we have pity for you because your goalkeeper bumped his head???????
No TrebleI think it's all about the bass, myself.
Caught in their snare I’m afraid!He’s become a cymbal of their failure.