June 28, 2006

run, bitch, run!

See the fat boy.
See the fat boy run.
See the fat boy run and score.

3 - 0.

I'm loovin' it, loovin' it I tell youse.

Did someone reckon a bunch of Spanish poofters would knock Brazil out in the quarters? Really? You must be quite gutted then. Gobsmacked. Shebby-fied.

Don't forget Friday's gathering folks.


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