surrounded by idiots
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When I was a kid, my parents divorced and I used to spend the odd weekend at my Dads in Hopwood, Heywood. I got to know a few lads around there and a couple of them were utd fans (they rarely went, even then)'see you later dad, I'm off to Maine Road'.....
Week later..
'See you dad, I'm off to Old Trafford'..He would have kicked my ass all the way out of the house and changed the locks
When they would call at his house to see if I was coming out, on a couple of occasions one of them might be wearing a utd scarf, my Dad used to let the non-scarf wearers in to wait, but made the scarf one stand outside until I was ready, proudly proclaiming "I'm not having shit like that in my house"