You see, that's the thing. You missed the IRA bomb by minutes - I missed the Manchester bomb by minutes - but you know what - we've probably been on the aircraft after the last one that had an engine problem. We've probably been on the motorway 15 minutes before there was a major accident which blocked both carriageways off. We've probably walked across a road when 10 minutes later somebody's been hit by a vehicle. This is what we call 'life'. It's not fate, coincidence, the team you support or anything else. Each day is another day. It can be simple, complicated, bizarre, frustrating and yet so so fragile.
i wasn't around but going off stories on here and such seems like there were may more knob heads in the 70s and 80s
Correct. Listening to this ditty, you quickly realise that Gershwin or Mozart didn't provide the melody or lyrics, but thisFuck them, they want you to live your life in fear. The day you start tiptoeing on eggshells around the cunts afraid to piss them off is the day they win. That's the whole point, the aim of terrorism. It might not be a football chant but the way the world's gone you can't worry about some nutcase getting worked up.
Correct, fuckin morons.Moronic dross, some people shouldn't be allowed out without their carers.
Correct. Listening to this ditty, you quickly realise that Gershwin or Mozart didn't provide the melody or lyrics, but this
trembling, hand wringing fretting about upsetting the nutters who perpetrate these vile acts is a step towards them achieving their
undoubted aim of keeping us all in fear.[/QUOTE
Moronic dross, some people shouldn't be allowed out without their carers.