Easy 10
Brain dead MUG SHEEP
I'm still ASTONISHED by the gaggle of hapless goons who hang around at the back of the West waiting for the away coach to pull up, so they get to glimpse the "superstars" of the opposition as they slope off into the dressing room, hanging out in the unlikely offchance of getting some piece of TAT scribbled on by a bloke in gigantic headphones who would actually prefer that you were dead.
I often have to wade through these tragic desperate muggles, hoping I that have half a chance of getting a lukewarm plastic pint of piss in before kickoff. Frankly I'm probably as much of a matchday dickhead as the rest of them.
I often have to wade through these tragic desperate muggles, hoping I that have half a chance of getting a lukewarm plastic pint of piss in before kickoff. Frankly I'm probably as much of a matchday dickhead as the rest of them.