Tom Hark Preston Park
Will Post For Cash
- Jul 6, 2003
- 72,365
17.06 Victoria-Brighton yesterday. Scouse Joey Barton lookey-likey. Bellowing down the phone to his Scouse girlfriend, making arrangements for Friday night. Phone turned up so loud could hear both his twattish bragging 'I'm the boss, I can leave work when I want' and his girlfriend's squawking on the other end. Prayed for reception-killing tunnels,tolerated it til East Croydon then said loud enough for him to not miss: 'Shut.The. Furk.Up.'. Which caused him, still on the phone, to moderate the level of at least one end of the conversation and avoid eye-contact with his abuser directly opposite. Dear God! Have these bell cheeses no awareness of other people whatsoever? T'wat got off at Haywards Heath, lives there, as he informed the whole carriage and his Scouse girlfriend. Sake!
And...RELAX
And...RELAX