Husband walked in yesterday with a City doormat as a "birthday gift" He pretends to be blue but he's a filthy RAG. Should I smother him with it?

[Mazzarelli's Swiss Cheese]

Fancy pretending to be a blue, the lying Rag. No doubt, he's afraid to admit he supports a team full of fraudulent, pouting children and preening clack wankers, all of whom are shite at football, belong in a pub team and whose manager looks like he would be happier manning the tills at Asda than managing the Shite. Pound Shop cluster wankers.

Honestly can't believe you married one Pam. Several of your posts on here over the years have given the impression that you are not especially fond of rags tbh.

 

[Pam]

Quite so.

I would never have married a red full stop.

 

[Pam]

For buying her a gift? Maybe give him the Dutch

 

[Pam]

No. He will burn in eternal hellfire for this.

 

[Pam]

Tie him to a chair in front of the TV, prop his eyelids open and make him watch last years FA Cup final on a loop for 3 days.

Might as well. I can't sleep anyway. The Raggy idiot is snoring like a love-lorn elephant right now.

 

[Blue Til Death]

Only one place for him Pam….!

 

[KS55]

I am open to suggestions about what's to be done about all this.

Roll it up…..

 

[ali benarbia's studs]

Bring in tbe scum bog roll.

 

[Bigga]

I want to know how he managed to convince you he was one of us!! That takes a special skill of deceit.




Wait... You have a husband...???

 

[stonerblue]

And btw, it literally is a doormat. Way too small and flimsy for anyone to pretend it's a rug, least of all that closet Rag husband of mine. Gaslighting twat. He was laughing as he handed it over. I am open to suggestions about what's to be done about all this. Or is being a Rag with useless pub team players punishment enough for the lying clack-wanker.

Make the fucker sleep on it, every night.