Cup final replay for me. After the euphoria of the first game, I really believed we could win. I was 14 at the time, absolutely devastated on that Thursday night and to top it all, some Manc wanker threw a pint of lager over me.
ffs, he wants to go down to the aquarium roundabout at teatime, its f***ing gridlocked every day of the week. Were only talking about an hour or two, once a fortnight generally. Some people are never happy, so what it takes us an hour to get home, who gives a f***? I know I dont.
Probably already been said, cba to read through, opened a can of worms with this thread El. Cant believe its at 33 pages & counting. This has the potential to overtake the word association game:mad: