Reality tv exists, need i say moreAnd, fuck me, aren't there a lot of them .....
Reality tv exists, need i say moreAnd, fuck me, aren't there a lot of them .....
Well they should because christ knows they cant speakEverybody Welsh can sing.
When football tribalism is in the mix, people are much more suggestible. They will believe what they want to believe far more than in other sections of their lives.And, fuck me, aren't there a lot of them .....
Tbf take football tribalism and everyones image of scousers is very much the same across the board.When football tribalism is in the mix, people are much more suggestible. They will believe what they want to believe far more than in other sections of their lives.
When I first started boozing there was an old guy who used to say that his one remaining ambition in life was to die before Arthur Askey - his exact words were something along the lines of: ‘so I don’t have to watch any tributes to that unfunny, untalented scouse fucker.’Honestly up until this thread i didnt even realise that he was still doing gigs, i thought he had his brief flash of undeserved fame and fucked off into the richly deserved obscurity from whence he came and left comedy to the witty and intelligent people, ffs it wasnt funny when jimmy tarbuck and cilla black did it, it still isnt and it never will be.
My old house mate used to shag his Mrs in West Dids when he was away doing gigs.It would be the first time he has been funny.
When football tribalism is in the mix, people are much more suggestible. They will believe what they want to believe far more than in other sections of their lives.
We are all guilty of this to some extent, myself included.
My old house mate used to shag his Mrs in West Dids when he was away doing gigs.
I can’t tell you she was a bit of a wrong un. My mate was (still is) northern Irish catholic and one time she made him “break in” through the window in a balaclava and then (well you know).Pics?
When football tribalism is in the mix, people are much more suggestible. They will believe what they want to believe far more than in other sections of their lives.
We are all guilty of this to some extent, myself included.
It must've felt like he was never away!I can’t tell you she was a bit of a wrong un. My mate was (still is) northern Irish catholic and one time she made him “break in” through the window in a balaclava and then (well you know).
I know someone who worked with himJohn Bishop reminds me of my ex brother in law who was from the Wirral. His Mum, (the ex brother in law, not John Bishop) paid for elocution lessons “to help him succeed in a career”. Not much of an accent until he told a joke. The people of Merseyside believe it’s a scientifically proven fact that all jokes are 17.6% funnier if told in a Scouse accent with half a pint of phlegm in your gob. He was a narcissistic sociopath and eventually my sister left him, (again, the brother in law, not John Bishop…… I think).
Bishop always bangs on about how he has loads of mates that come to his gigs from his time as a Chemical Sales Specialist. Biggest Walter Mitty since Ronnie Irani. If he told me the time I’d double check.
Was she called Ira?I can’t tell you she was a bit of a wrong un. My mate was (still is) northern Irish catholic and one time she made him “break in” through the window in a balaclava and then (well you know).
The 40th year anniversary is next year, let's see if they remember that.If we want to talk about sports washing that has to be one of the biggest examples out there. It's like it's been erased from the famous history the scousers love so much. Nobody ever fucking mentions it even on its anniversary. The biggest stain and disgrace in the history of football committed by those scumbags. Never, ever should they lecture anybody on anything.
What Bishop said was City could be innocent or guilty but if you had 115 charges you must have done something. Sterling tried to backtrack. Just the usual distortion and dishonest coverage.
I can’t tell you she was a bit of a wrong un. My mate was (still is) northern Irish catholic and one time she made him “break in” through the window in a balaclava and then (well you know).
I can’t tell you she was a bit of a wrong un. My mate was (still is) northern Irish catholic and one time she made him “break in” through the window in a baklava and then (well you know).