TCIB
Well-Known Member
I've got some job on in Liverpool. Staying in a shit hotel and thought I'd take myself down the local pub to watch the footy. Ended up next to some thick gobby scouser who hasn't shut up for the whole game.
That's what watching bt sport feels like.
Urgh, you poor fucker roj, forget the alloys on the car to mate they were gone the second the clocked you coming into the city.