Champions League Final , Sat 28th May '22

[Vienna_70]

Quad hunting Liverpools amended fab 4
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No Goals A Week.

 

[paulchapo]

Missus & I are in Paris, a special trip for her big birthday (70) planned months ago. Arrived yesterday and saw no Scousers till this morning. As we're having breakfast in a cafe on a side street and talking to a French couple a L'pool fan came by with his two feral offspring, ages about 14 and 10 maybe, all in their red shirts; the bigger one reaches over and nicks a bit of food off the wife's plate, laughs and runs off. We'd said nowt to them and looked like ordinary tourists or even four locals. Remonstrated with the fat Scouse dad who said his lad's only having a bit of fun and, still thinking we're all French, curses out the two women. Ends up a bit of a scuffle on the pavement till the very big waiter came out of the cafe and the Scousers disappeared down the street. As they went away one of the lads dropped his passport. What shall i do with it?

This sums them up perfectly. Everything is one big laugh to these scrotes. It's the famous scouse humour you see which they only find funny if it's at your expense and not theirs.

What to do with the passport? Ha ha I've lots of ideas on that one. It will have the scrotes address on it so if I wanted to be extremely mean I could phone a few people up to visit the house, either while they're away or on their return. I'll leave the reason on the visit to how bad you want to teach them a lesson. You could start to order lots of stuff they don't need, or a big pile of cement to be dumped outside the house. Or a nice note sent with a picture of the passport as it's thrown into the river Seine saying, "That was an expensive bit of food wasn't it you robbing feral scouse scum. Karma!"

 

[fitzy blue]

Currently being served in Paris prisons...

Would that be from Marie Antoinette bakeries?

 

[Bluemoon dan]

Missus & I are in Paris, a special trip for her big birthday (70) planned months ago. Arrived yesterday and saw no Scousers till this morning. As we're having breakfast in a cafe on a side street and talking to a French couple a L'pool fan came by with his two feral offspring, ages about 14 and 10 maybe, all in their red shirts; the bigger one reaches over and nicks a bit of food off the wife's plate, laughs and runs off. We'd said nowt to them and looked like ordinary tourists or even four locals. Remonstrated with the fat Scouse dad who said his lad's only having a bit of fun and, still thinking we're all French, curses out the two women. Ends up a bit of a scuffle on the pavement till the very big waiter came out of the cafe and the Scousers disappeared down the street. As they went away one of the lads dropped his passport. What shall i do with it?

I think as others have said you should just return it to them. Stick it in the post with no note or anything. Take the moral high ground here. It's the right thing to do.

Then in about a week post them a picture with it wedged up your arse.

 

[chaddblue]

If you haven’t already decided what to do, you could always send it back with no postage.

If you do that, it will take quite a while to arrive, and they will have to pay a substantial fee to have it delivered by Royal Mail.

Also, it will cost you nothing more than an envelope.

Presumably you mean defaced and cut in half so the feral tramp still has to pay for a replacement

 

[paulchapo]

I think as others have said you should just return it to them. Stick it in the post with no note or anything. Take the moral high ground here. It's the right thing to do.

Then in about a week post them a picture with it wedged up your arse.

They'll probably have to visit the British Embassy now anyway to get the scrote home, so delaying them and adding extra expense.

 

[Lovebitesandeveryfing]

Missus & I are in Paris, a special trip for her big birthday (70) planned months ago. Arrived yesterday and saw no Scousers till this morning. As we're having breakfast in a cafe on a side street and talking to a French couple a L'pool fan came by with his two feral offspring, ages about 14 and 10 maybe, all in their red shirts; the bigger one reaches over and nicks a bit of food off the wife's plate, laughs and runs off. We'd said nowt to them and looked like ordinary tourists or even four locals. Remonstrated with the fat Scouse dad who said his lad's only having a bit of fun and, still thinking we're all French, curses out the two women. Ends up a bit of a scuffle on the pavement till the very big waiter came out of the cafe and the Scousers disappeared down the street. As they went away one of the lads dropped his passport. What shall i do with it?

But there you have it, my friend. There you bleeding have it. That is how they ARE!
They are these cheeky, cheery chappies who think its a bit of a lark when they nick some food off the table of, as far as they know, foreigners (I take it you weren't wearing any colours?)
I'm old fashioned enough to believe that you're something of an ambassador for your own country when you're in another one.
These people are apes , and they are hated the length and breadth of Europe.
They were probably cheeky, cheery chappies when they trashed an opposing team's coach.
Some of them probably thought it was a bit of a lark pushing over a wall at a stadium in Belgium.

Think carefully what you're going to do with that passport. Time is on your side. Revenge is best served cold.

 

[Octavian]

No Goals A Week.

Fake tickets to ride

 

[Plain Speaking]

What day was that?

Friday afternoon 4.46pm

 

[yeah whatever !!]

Anyone buying a ticket for £50 for the CL final would have known they were fakes & are not innocent in any of this

well I hope to fuck they paid more than that then.