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So did anyone else see heated household debates post King's Speech centering around Meghan Markle? We're coming home a day early because of ours

Cheers Be on 2nd bucket by the time you arrive

Completely agree However, while hes a baby with 5 or 6 years to get to his best, hes miles off being a city keeper If dixon had been responsible for shrewsbury, fuck me, what a meltdown Fairly sure boltons own louie moulden was at city til a similar age and now hes on at least 9k a week playing non league! I like trafford btw and hes as good as we are getting

That is one of the stupidest things I've seen written on here. Well done. 🙄

Have a day off. How the fuck you get so wound up on Boxing Day, I don’t know.

Defeat is no shame to Derby. Look at this.

T’lad is back amongst his people, chuffed with his presents and dusted off every scrap of his (somewhat rare) roast beef. Christmas can start now.

its 2 1/2 hours think you can go up at 12 but always says 12.30

Agreed. We've missed the boat on the automatics. I'd fucking love to take my kids to Wembley for a Play-Off final though. But who knows? We're only half way through the season. Don't care what anyone says - anything above 9th would be progress. Play-offs would be a massive achievement.

Wycombe aside was ok with other results Win tomorrow and into 4th

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Plenty would. We don’t go up he won’t be here next season.

Super

Delighted 🙂

Multiculturalism- Mounts style 😁

Well he was on a breathing machine and spent a few days in hospital, for a pro athlete that’s got to be serious.

Be better at dawn.... With handbags 😁

I’ll be honest, it sounds fucking brilliant. any chance you can set up a live webcam so we can all kick back and enjoy it with you? 😁

My house looks like fucking smyths has exploded. Wouldn't have it any other way. Glad I'm at work for the peace tomorrow. Merry Christmas you bunch of hooligans x

Oh dear, what a silly boy, as usual pick only the bits you want and ignore the rest but if being thick makes you happy who cares? 🎄

I've heard it's a sell out *apart from the tickets not sold*

i dont post on here much. Always reading posts and feel part of it if only from afar. i wish everyone all the very best for christmas and please keep this thread going. I have struggled on and off with issues all my life. But always got through . Lost my mum this year thought i was ok . Today i have realised that i am just wearing a mask to hide the sadness.She wasnt the easiest to live with, but she was the one I went to when i was on my arse. I am surrounded by people i love but i have never ever felt so alone. Life can be a cunt sometimes,look after yourselves and everyone around you.

😊 Most people who know him know. “Bloody hell, where do you think you log onto? This is a place to piss about on to pass five minutes. I'd look elsewhere for actual discussion and debate. In person is usually best.” Quote by his nemesis. Bolty plays a game and the players respond in kind.

Well funny you should ask that... It's a tough life being Bishop of Lincoln. With Saxo still banged up in the Vatican and Lowson getting the push for turning a blind eye to something or other, I took over and needed to make my mark. The death of the Queen gave me the perfect opportunity. The soft bastards at the Ecumenical Council had organised an inter-faith service of remembrance, so now was my chance. Tickets were like rocking horse shit but Welby owed me a favour after I saved him from a kicking at last year's General Synod (tell you what, the Bishop of Tamworth was pissing blood for a week after I did him that day). So I recruited the gravediggers (luckily they were both out on parole) and a lay preacher from Grantham. I knew he was a good 'un ever since he got borstal for wounding with intent during Sunday School. We rocked up at Ely Cathedral early doors; the lads raided the communion wine but I swerved it - you need a clear head on days like this; though a quick snort behind the vestry got me in the mood. And it was needed soon enough. The Methodists turned up mob handed, along with a couple of Quakers who'd done time for arson and a Russian Orthodox monk from Bootle. He'd been a mercenary with Wagner until he got chucked out for being too uncontrollable during that attempted coup in Chad. Top lads but they were like mannah from heaven. Half the monk's teeth rattled across the narthex thanks to one of the gravedigger's shovels. As we sped outside to savour the crisp Autumnal Cambridgeshire air in triumph, we realised our mistake. It was a classic ambush, like that cunt must have led back in Chad. The Catholic Bishop's Conference were waiting, with a dozen members of the Congregatio Pro Gentium Evangelizatione - the hardest nutters in Italian Church Violence - in tow. Chaos ensued and I only survived by ditching my cassock and trying to blend in. Hiding behind a misericord I was spotted by the head of the Bury St.Edmunds Townswomen's Guild, the one I got a noshing from over a font at St.Pilchards in Spalding. She spirited me off through the vestry and on to the digs she was sharing above a boozer by the river. Later, looking out of the strangely stained window towards the history-steeped cathedral, I couldn't help but wonder how the lads had got on. I could have gone back to help, but as my host was already stripped naked and getting lubed up by her mate, a Lady Verger from Peterborough, I thought it's God's will I was spared and it's my duty to now stay here and administer extreme unction to these two poor souls. He does indeed move in mysterious ways; as did that verger - I think that's how I lost my watch. The next morning, as I lay there covered in sick, amidst the sounds of the hustle and bustle of the pub below, I got phoned by the Methodists - pissing on my cassock and calling in a result. I vowed to get my revenge, and it wasn't long coming...