british gas
Bloody hell.
I'm seriously just off the Scotsport pitch. The plan is for Me, SARAH 0, Jim Duffy and Graeme Spiers to go for a few calm ones up Victoria's. Don't tell Andy Walker and Julyan tho!!!
Anyway, life on the hole (geddit?) is famous, me and SARAH 0 have been at it all week (nae joy Julyan!).
Yesterday I met Mark Hately (always a pleasure), Pat Bonner, Gordan Smith and Chic Charnley at The Crystal Palace in town. No sign of iain Dowie :-(
Anyway, Big Chic was in good form, having a pure laugh as always. we all got absolutley ticketed oot our jumpers in there, and then ended up getting a knockback from some random goth club opposite KFC for being far too steaming. mark hately wiznae at all pleased, pulled the old "do you know who i am?" line on the fat wank bouncer on the door, to which the cheeky fuck replied "aye, your simon donnelly".
BIG MISTAKE PAL. chic-o bounced on the fat cunts napper, and he radioed for backup while we all legged it up Union Street! ooo-er!
it was takeaways all round after that, cause we were very hungry.
anyway, we said our goodbyes and I dived in a fast black back to Fort Delahunt, got good banter with the driver about the upcoming CIS Old Firm clash. he predicted a score draw after 90 mins with Rangers getting a wee win in extra time, which is fair play to the guy.
anyway, that's the phone so i'd best be off.
I'm seriously just off the Scotsport pitch. The plan is for Me, SARAH 0, Jim Duffy and Graeme Spiers to go for a few calm ones up Victoria's. Don't tell Andy Walker and Julyan tho!!!
Anyway, life on the hole (geddit?) is famous, me and SARAH 0 have been at it all week (nae joy Julyan!).
Yesterday I met Mark Hately (always a pleasure), Pat Bonner, Gordan Smith and Chic Charnley at The Crystal Palace in town. No sign of iain Dowie :-(
Anyway, Big Chic was in good form, having a pure laugh as always. we all got absolutley ticketed oot our jumpers in there, and then ended up getting a knockback from some random goth club opposite KFC for being far too steaming. mark hately wiznae at all pleased, pulled the old "do you know who i am?" line on the fat wank bouncer on the door, to which the cheeky fuck replied "aye, your simon donnelly".
BIG MISTAKE PAL. chic-o bounced on the fat cunts napper, and he radioed for backup while we all legged it up Union Street! ooo-er!
it was takeaways all round after that, cause we were very hungry.
anyway, we said our goodbyes and I dived in a fast black back to Fort Delahunt, got good banter with the driver about the upcoming CIS Old Firm clash. he predicted a score draw after 90 mins with Rangers getting a wee win in extra time, which is fair play to the guy.
anyway, that's the phone so i'd best be off.