My sister Jackie was dating a guy called Mr. Pallo in NYC in the 70s. We were begging her to marry him.
Can't put his first name as he was apparently part of 'the family'
NCTY came out around the time my first wife said goodbye and to this day stops me in my tracks and brings a tear, sometimes.
Even though I have married again and things are great, this song is just so fecking beautiful.
RIP Sinead.
Went to Rangers, couldn't really lose, runners up at worst.
Came back to a proper league, proved himself to be not very good.
Now running off back to a safe 'league' showering himself in easy money. Utterly pathetic.
You are a pathetic desperate attention seeking loser. Sort your life out you bellend.
Look at loz's posts and learn. A decent poster who we like to interact with.
Who cares what he wears on his head, who cares if he's not as mobile as he was, who cares if he wears a skirt and a boob tube, I thought (and it's my opinion) that he was fantastic last night. Captain Fantastic.