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Hi fan(nys)! It seems my wonderful journal has been ruffling a few feathers with certain pundits from the other side of town, but fear not, Delahunt will prevail, possibly even with a trendy new hairstyle.
Was a Pumping weekend, after finding out about that CUNT Jim White getting nae cars for a year me,SARAH 0, my big pal Mark Hately, Jocky Scott and that cheeky dutchman Michael Mols went out for a night on the tars. A few boozers in town before settling down in Viccys. Caught a glimpse of what I thought wiz Peter Huistra but he was gone before I could have words (of wisdom.)
Cheeky Molsy's face was like this all night:
Got some top nosh on the way home, then came home and parked the boat in SARAH 0's harbour.
In the morning it was up for a quick cuppa then away to take in the BIG MATCH at Ayebrox. Wee bazza in control, but credit is due to the Hibs goalie who played a fucking blinder despite his Edinburgh mob getting humped.
The Evening - had to go to some FUCKING conference, STV or some pish. 1 hour 30 of listening to some boring cunt speak, but then FREE BEVVY AFTER IT. sadly I wiznae allowed to bring anyone who wasn't a employee, so it was just me, The 0 and the other Scotsport fandans. Didn't stay too long, Hately called and we went and got a mammoth indian buffet with Dougie D. Was fucking stuffed full after aww the munch, so home it was where I stuffed SARAH 0 even fuller.
Sunday I got a call telling me the Septic game had been called off, so there was no need for me to travel to fucking Inverness, thank the lord. A LONGISH LIE WAS HUD Then I got up and watched the Manchester derby. What was Giggsy thinking with his mad trousers/tights? fashion NIGHTMARE!
In the evening I put my feet up with the missus.
Monday - <3 VALENTINES DAY <3- Brung SARAH 0 a pure feed in bed, Coco-Pops, Toast, Shreddies, Sugar Puffs, Caviar and Champagne! (only a glass mind we had the show at night). Went for a VERY ROMANTIC meal at a trendy west end bar, where we seen one of Franz Ferdinand. Didn't speak to the poofy wee student though, If i had done it'd have been to give him some pissing musical advice. Shame it wiznae LES FERDINAND! There's a man who knows a good rhythm.
Got prepared for the show, which was the usual shite, Andy Walker's wee view bit was not bad this week though, he is the main man (at times). Shaneen Nanjiana's glory moment was a fucking shocker though, silly wummin.
After the show, VICCYS with SARAH 0, big Hately, his missus! (nae misbehavin tonight), Derek Ferguson, Jim Duffy, Dick Campbell, Ally Maxwell and John Collins, the wide cunt.
Anyway, this has been a vast Delahunt update, so thank you, we played a good 4-4-2 and keep it tight.
P.S - Chick, yer a dick.
Was a Pumping weekend, after finding out about that CUNT Jim White getting nae cars for a year me,SARAH 0, my big pal Mark Hately, Jocky Scott and that cheeky dutchman Michael Mols went out for a night on the tars. A few boozers in town before settling down in Viccys. Caught a glimpse of what I thought wiz Peter Huistra but he was gone before I could have words (of wisdom.)
Cheeky Molsy's face was like this all night:
Got some top nosh on the way home, then came home and parked the boat in SARAH 0's harbour.
In the morning it was up for a quick cuppa then away to take in the BIG MATCH at Ayebrox. Wee bazza in control, but credit is due to the Hibs goalie who played a fucking blinder despite his Edinburgh mob getting humped.
The Evening - had to go to some FUCKING conference, STV or some pish. 1 hour 30 of listening to some boring cunt speak, but then FREE BEVVY AFTER IT. sadly I wiznae allowed to bring anyone who wasn't a employee, so it was just me, The 0 and the other Scotsport fandans. Didn't stay too long, Hately called and we went and got a mammoth indian buffet with Dougie D. Was fucking stuffed full after aww the munch, so home it was where I stuffed SARAH 0 even fuller.
Sunday I got a call telling me the Septic game had been called off, so there was no need for me to travel to fucking Inverness, thank the lord. A LONGISH LIE WAS HUD Then I got up and watched the Manchester derby. What was Giggsy thinking with his mad trousers/tights? fashion NIGHTMARE!
In the evening I put my feet up with the missus.
Monday - <3 VALENTINES DAY <3- Brung SARAH 0 a pure feed in bed, Coco-Pops, Toast, Shreddies, Sugar Puffs, Caviar and Champagne! (only a glass mind we had the show at night). Went for a VERY ROMANTIC meal at a trendy west end bar, where we seen one of Franz Ferdinand. Didn't speak to the poofy wee student though, If i had done it'd have been to give him some pissing musical advice. Shame it wiznae LES FERDINAND! There's a man who knows a good rhythm.
Got prepared for the show, which was the usual shite, Andy Walker's wee view bit was not bad this week though, he is the main man (at times). Shaneen Nanjiana's glory moment was a fucking shocker though, silly wummin.
After the show, VICCYS with SARAH 0, big Hately, his missus! (nae misbehavin tonight), Derek Ferguson, Jim Duffy, Dick Campbell, Ally Maxwell and John Collins, the wide cunt.
Anyway, this has been a vast Delahunt update, so thank you, we played a good 4-4-2 and keep it tight.
P.S - Chick, yer a dick.