Liverpool thread 2017/18

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I've been enjoying a bit of rawk this morning. Pretty much the typical nonsense you usually read on there.

"And my son looked into my teary eyes with his teary eyes like I once looked into my da's teary eyes with my teary eyes and said 'Da, will Liverpool ever win anything again?' And in that very moment a sudden warmth filled the room as a single ray of golden sunshine shone on our faces, like a personal message from Shankly himself, tingling our every sense, I said 'Son, we are Liverpool. We don't need to win to be winners.'

He at first looked deep into my tear streaked face with his tear streaked face with an expression of confusion, but then instantly he fully understood. He finally realised what Liverpool are. We are not just a football club like everybody else. We are hope and dreams and faith and belief. We are a very special type that no other can ever comprehend. We transcend victory and silverware. Leave the emptiness and hollowness of shiny trinkets to the likes of City, Chelsea, Leicester and Wigan. We will never be like them.

It was a conversation that only a teary-eyed redman and his teary-eyed son would understand that he will no doubt pass on to his teary eyed son one day.

'I love you, da' he said. I love you too, Son.

YNWA"
Made me cry!!!
Tears of laughter bwahahahaha
 
I've been enjoying a bit of rawk this morning. Pretty much the typical nonsense you usually read on there.

"And my son looked into my teary eyes with his teary eyes like I once looked into my da's teary eyes with my teary eyes and said 'Da, will Liverpool ever win anything again?' And in that very moment a sudden warmth filled the room as a single ray of golden sunshine shone on our faces, like a personal message from Shankly himself, tingling our every sense, I said 'Son, we are Liverpool. We don't need to win to be winners.'

He at first looked deep into my tear streaked face with his tear streaked face with an expression of confusion, but then instantly he fully understood. He finally realised what Liverpool are. We are not just a football club like everybody else. We are hope and dreams and faith and belief. We are a very special type that no other can ever comprehend. We transcend victory and silverware. Leave the emptiness and hollowness of shiny trinkets to the likes of City, Chelsea, Leicester and Wigan. We will never be like them.

It was a conversation that only a teary-eyed redman and his teary-eyed son would understand that he will no doubt pass on to his teary eyed son one day.

'I love you, da' he said. I love you too, Son.

YNWA"
Surely that's gotta be a rag on a windup.
 
I've been enjoying a bit of rawk this morning. Pretty much the typical nonsense you usually read on there.

"And my son looked into my teary eyes with his teary eyes like I once looked into my da's teary eyes with my teary eyes and said 'Da, will Liverpool ever win anything again?' And in that very moment a sudden warmth filled the room as a single ray of golden sunshine shone on our faces, like a personal message from Shankly himself, tingling our every sense, I said 'Son, we are Liverpool. We don't need to win to be winners.'

He at first looked deep into my tear streaked face with his tear streaked face with an expression of confusion, but then instantly he fully understood. He finally realised what Liverpool are. We are not just a football club like everybody else. We are hope and dreams and faith and belief. We are a very special type that no other can ever comprehend. We transcend victory and silverware. Leave the emptiness and hollowness of shiny trinkets to the likes of City, Chelsea, Leicester and Wigan. We will never be like them.

It was a conversation that only a teary-eyed redman and his teary-eyed son would understand that he will no doubt pass on to his teary eyed son one day.

'I love you, da' he said. I love you too, Son.

YNWA"

I'd like to believe that isn't real, but knowing how those charlatans are it most definitely is. Between this and their treatment of Karius after how much they throw around YNWA, makes me hate them more then the rags.
 
I've been enjoying a bit of rawk this morning. Pretty much the typical nonsense you usually read on there.

"And my son looked into my teary eyes with his teary eyes like I once looked into my da's teary eyes with my teary eyes and said 'Da, will Liverpool ever win anything again?' And in that very moment a sudden warmth filled the room as a single ray of golden sunshine shone on our faces, like a personal message from Shankly himself, tingling our every sense, I said 'Son, we are Liverpool. We don't need to win to be winners.'

He at first looked deep into my tear streaked face with his tear streaked face with an expression of confusion, but then instantly he fully understood. He finally realised what Liverpool are. We are not just a football club like everybody else. We are hope and dreams and faith and belief. We are a very special type that no other can ever comprehend. We transcend victory and silverware. Leave the emptiness and hollowness of shiny trinkets to the likes of City, Chelsea, Leicester and Wigan. We will never be like them.

It was a conversation that only a teary-eyed redman and his teary-eyed son would understand that he will no doubt pass on to his teary eyed son one day.

'I love you, da' he said. I love you too, Son.

YNWA"

I'm crying with laughter here hahahaha
 
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