That's one thing I love about the vermin, their wonderful sense of humour. Such whimsicality, such hilarity, such mirthful merriment. We are so looking forward to your next acerbic one-liner: will it be the one about the comb-over king and his prediction that we will never finish above the rags in the Prem ever again? Because that really was a good 'un. On a par with the Two Ronnie's and their 'fork handles' sketch. Or maybe that classic 'not in my lifetime' which swept the board at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival all those years ago? Or perhaps it's the classic about that vegetable with the misshapen facial features who climbed through a window in order to avoid a drugs test? Maybe even that famous rib-tickler about a player shagging his own sister-in-law for all those years? I mean, that one was almost as hysterically funny as Basil Fawlty's 'don't mention the war' episode.
Maybe you should resurrect the old 'Wheeltappers and Shunters' club that was a hit in the 70's, after all it was about that time that your club were last a relevant footballing force - you know, before the Sly and Webb/Clattenberg/Riley partnership funded your run of plastic trophies under the Govan despot's reign of treachery and brown envelopes.
