I'm dyingScott Parker is a pubeless freak.
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I'm dyingScott Parker is a pubeless freak.
I think you will find that that programme may well be priceless, does it say in the pre match notes that the game will have to be postponed due to the fact that the competion will not actually be starting until 1960.
Oh Yes!!!!!Oh no!!!!!
GuttedOh Yes!!!!!
I thought you would be, nevermind.Gutted
Have you noticed the time Carlitto, I know you are on half term, but, it will catch up on you bubs.
Oooh, and there I was thinking you had class.Jesus wept, my old dad has better banter than you. Up your game you cunt.
Funny as aids
I thought you said you had good banter with your Dad !I peer over to the bar to see a man in his seventies, on his own. he is falling asleep on his stool. He has a copy of the racing post on his lap. It's only purpose in to disguise the saucer sized patch of urine on his grubby cream slacks.
There's a girl in the corner with a black eye, she's sobbing quietly. I think I've shagged her before after a night out in Yates. I'm too embarrassed to approach her. No point anyway, I haven't been able to get it up since the accident. The stitches in my neck don't come out for another three weeks and the limp is still pronounced.
What time is it anyway? What day is it even? Must be during the week, it's empty in here.
I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME, I DIDN'T EVEN CLEAN UP THE SICK!
The girl/woman in the corner is your Sister, the black eye is self inflicted when she found out you were her brother. Yates, are you fuckin kidding me, Wetherspoons rely on your custom to keep them in fish fingers. Where's your loyalty man. As for the limp, I would imagine that is due to the genital infection you picked up somewhere between Wetherspoons and Yates. As for the time, as I said before, it's way past your bedtime, yes, I know it's the holidays for you, but you know your housemaster likes you in bed nice and early. Don't worry, you won't be empty for long, sweet dreams.
What's the matter, homework getting to you.Just end it. For the sake of the gene pool.
You attack the troll head on
*rolls a 2*
The troll kills your fucking shit.
Not very Spursy.Apologies this thread just got WAY off topic.
Belgian, please tell us more about the 1901 cup final. I am no longer interested in the ups and downs of this season.
Its a geek off.
"I have never been to a game but I have a fully intact; still in its plastic; programme of the 1932 league cup 3rd round clash with Aldershot Town, or Aldershot FC as they were known back then" *Nasal voice*