To be honest, I almost vomited watching that Top Gear thing.
Richard Hammond, tear dribbling from his eye, and whispering 'Look! A tractor!'
FFS, stick to blowing up caravans.
Be more entertaining when Steve gets as far as the dugout though. What's your name? Oscar? That's nice Oscar, what do you do for a living then? Is that your girlfriend sat next to you or did you just throw up on the seat?*
* My material is far worse than Steve's as you can see.
The way I see it for me, is this. I will largely be at the ground during 5% and 0% times, and while I welcomed the topping up of my card to achieve a 10% discount/cashback/whatever, there seems little point in tying up £40 or so on my card for something in between 0% and 5%.
So I will be paying...
I have enough hate capacity to go around. I can hate Amazon and Google AND this Super Fertile woman who's husband has never heard of condoms, vasectomies, or pulling out and going on her t*ts at the crucial moment.
An actual quote from my girlfriend as we were walking along the undercliff walk at Rottingdean on Sunday:
[points at woman on beach]: "Oh look, she was sitting in front of us on the bus comin- Oh! She's taking her top off, move along, nothing to see here...."
In general though, we have an...
For full on flavour, you can't whack a packet of proper Irish Tayto Chesse & Onion crisps.
None of that Davidstow Three Year Matured Cheddar with Tuscan Shallots Poached in a Red Wine and Rosemary Jus b*ll*cks.