Apologies for the indulgence.
I co-host a monthly radio show – I know it's not a podcast but you can listen again on Mixcloud, which is kind of podcasty – on 1BTN with my mate Adam.
Three hours of decent music, us p*ssing about and laughing a lot, loads of technical errors, and appalling puns...
'Guys'
'Pep'
'Gotten'
'Go gym' instead of 'go to the gym'
'Conservative Party'
JCLs booing because 'I've paid my money and therefore I'm entitled to boo.' No you're not. Go back to shouting at TVs on a Sunday.
'In this moment' when uttered by someone who has English as a first language.
What a sneering post.
It's a great thing that Potter did. What else is he supposed to do? Relinquish his wealth and standing?
He's bringing attention to a very serious problem, which will make a difference.
I've slept out twice to raise money for the YMCA and it is horrible. Proper horrible...
I remember being on a cramped train on a single line to Sudbury, from Manningtree or such like?
At the game, I was standing quite close to the halfway line by their main stand and this tall, long-haired chap just kept given us all abuse for the entire match. The contest was instantly...
Great night out that was. Munday's goal was amazing.
We went the wrong way around the M25 and then somehow ended up in Croydon before eventually heading back to the Motherland.
Moaners and whingers talk about poor performances, why was that sub brought in instead of such and such, blame an individual for a mistake etc etc.
Bedwetters make embarrassing, reactionary, entitled statements that are attention-seeking, childish, and should never emanate from a sane adult's...
'Bedwetters' is aimed at adults who make ridiculously over-the-top comments, such as
"Potter out. I'm giving up my season ticket," 43 minutes into a game, with the score at 1-0.
"Dan Burn is a disgrace, he should get out of our club," when he's just conceded a throw-in. There are thousands...
"Oliver, we all love you very much. We'll always be here for you, no matter what. Happy second birthday."
When adults use their Facebook wall to talk saccharin-covered shite to their non-reading-age children, who also don't have access to Facebook.
Makes me do little bits of sick in my mouth...