What convoluted ,womans front bottom did that dollop fall out of. You draw every game. As he has since I stopped.
You win nothing!
They are being led by The Lizzards, When they have cost us another season. They will shed thier skins and reveal thier manc serpent souls. Laughing at us
Notice how they swoop in here to attack me. Yet they will bear fruits of sorrow, when the winter shrouds them leaving them looking up Citys skirts like naughty children.