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Got a mention.
Got a semi.
Hurry back Al. Sounded like it was recorded up an elephants arse with the microphone 100 yards away.
Got a semi.
Hurry back Al. Sounded like it was recorded up an elephants arse with the microphone 100 yards away.
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Well, that's your mothers vagina for you cavernous x
I don't ask questions, since I know how much the ladz hate saying my username. The power I'd have…
I heard a rumor that THudd is dating Kristin Stewart. She likes his werewolf hair and the fact that he combs his eyebrows. So if THudd is team Jacob , who would be the Spurs equivalent of Team Edward? Vertigo has the hair, but Gylfi is really pale and has pointy canines.
Anyway...you heard the rumor here first...
Another rumor has Friedel being fast-tracked to play Pinhead in John Carpenter's next film...
Anyway...you heard the rumor here first...
Another rumor has Friedel being fast-tracked to play Pinhead in John Carpenter's next film...
Actually completely agree with Windy's point about Livermore vs Swansea. Bale doesn't look likely to feature so we could go:
Lloris
Walker, Caulker/Gallas, Dawson/Vertonghen, Vertonghen/BAE
Sandro Livermore
Lennon Dembele Dempsey
Adebayor/Defoe
Dempsey will cause them no shortage of problems, not due to pace but due to the fact he plays his balls off and also plays a bit of defense (same can't be said for Bale in his free-ish role), Dembele obviously can win a tackle and Lennon has also been good on the defensive side of the ball this season. With Sandro and Livermore menacing behind them Swansea might get fucking manhandled into submission. Adebayor could be included for value from his head but could be Defoe too looking for a through ball. Good stuff this pod, got me thinking.
Lloris
Walker, Caulker/Gallas, Dawson/Vertonghen, Vertonghen/BAE
Sandro Livermore
Lennon Dembele Dempsey
Adebayor/Defoe
Dempsey will cause them no shortage of problems, not due to pace but due to the fact he plays his balls off and also plays a bit of defense (same can't be said for Bale in his free-ish role), Dembele obviously can win a tackle and Lennon has also been good on the defensive side of the ball this season. With Sandro and Livermore menacing behind them Swansea might get fucking manhandled into submission. Adebayor could be included for value from his head but could be Defoe too looking for a through ball. Good stuff this pod, got me thinking.
Of course it is. I'm fucking massive and always have been.
I believe my dad has to put a turnip up there nowadays to take up the slack.
Sniffing glue again?
here's the latest version...
O Tottenham! My Tottenham!
O Tottenham! My Tottenham! Our wondrous Lane is done;
It's here we witnessed all our goals; the prizes that we've won;
The end is nigh, we'll say goodbye, O green, green grass of home.
We're moving on, an era's gone, a new ground's seeds are sown.
But O heart! heart! heart!
O whites… O blues, O pain!
It's here our hopes and fears reside.
O Paxton, O Park Lane.
O Tottenham! My Tottenham! Be proud and hear the cheers;
Be glad—for you the flags have flown—for you the joy and tears;
For you we wore the hats and scarves—for you the Shelf was thronging;
For you we stood, this sea of fans, for silver honours longing;
Here Tottenham! Dear Hotspur!
Your fans we know the score.
But it's some dream that down The Lane,
The games you'll play no more.
My Tottenham please answer, O shirts of lily-white;
My Hotspur say it isn't true, from here you would take flight?
Our roots, our soul, our history, the glory we've all seen.
Our fears allay, please say you'll stay, your home's N17.
Exult, O fans, o cockerels crow!
Shout out our famous song.
Our club will stand by White Hart Lane,
The Spurs go marching on.
O Tottenham! My Tottenham!
O Tottenham! My Tottenham! Our wondrous Lane is done;
It's here we witnessed all our goals; the prizes that we've won;
The end is nigh, we'll say goodbye, O green, green grass of home.
We're moving on, an era's gone, a new ground's seeds are sown.
But O heart! heart! heart!
O whites… O blues, O pain!
It's here our hopes and fears reside.
O Paxton, O Park Lane.
O Tottenham! My Tottenham! Be proud and hear the cheers;
Be glad—for you the flags have flown—for you the joy and tears;
For you we wore the hats and scarves—for you the Shelf was thronging;
For you we stood, this sea of fans, for silver honours longing;
Here Tottenham! Dear Hotspur!
Your fans we know the score.
But it's some dream that down The Lane,
The games you'll play no more.
My Tottenham please answer, O shirts of lily-white;
My Hotspur say it isn't true, from here you would take flight?
Our roots, our soul, our history, the glory we've all seen.
Our fears allay, please say you'll stay, your home's N17.
Exult, O fans, o cockerels crow!
Shout out our famous song.
Our club will stand by White Hart Lane,
The Spurs go marching on.