Dry Toast

Perhaps the unmarried guy has got bored of his women or perhaps the unmarried women has got bored of her man. This has nothing to do with football.

Ah, we're gonna be alright aren't we? Get the strikers back and have a good January window. We'll be fine. No need to get so flustered at this stage. Obviously if it's still the same in February then we're ****ed.

Epic. I love this site, never ending belly laughs at the frankly bizarre posts of many. I'm very grateful. To me our MO is clear. We stay in the Premier League and all is well. Hughes for three years, as long as a situation like last season doesn't happen then he will stay. The owner wants to make his money back, with interest (that's how businessmen operate, so I'm lead to believe). Thoughts of winning the league and Champions League domination might be a little way off unless you are unhinged. Top half is what we can hope for in any given year, with the very odd freak of a season thrown in. These musings have been gone over many many times since I've viewed this site, so can only assume it's the MO of football forums to self perpetuate most things. I'm glad I have other hobbies.

So many experts on military grade nerve agents around now, all because they've 'read something'. Some stories saying this, some saying that. One thing's for sure 'apparently', is that our whole Government, shadow as well, are in a major 'Brexit' subterfuge... 'VX works this way so Novichok is more powerful so works this way, they should all have died'. Not giving an ounce of recognition to the scientists of Porton Down assisting the Doctors/Nurses at Salisbury Gen. 'Everyone else is wrong apart from me'. Insert 'This applies to you to' etc. I just hope Sergei doesn't wake up and say, '****in' hell, thought I'd done enough for the both of us.'

Gao - I'm laughing... but it's a laugh of impatience. But yeah, B Rabbit wins. Well 75% of the joke anyway, bit lazy for the other 25%

[Toomer]Those of us who were around when the Branfoot out protest were taking place they were nasty at times. Yeah I remember that, one guy in particular that was by the tunnel made himself known. Watching, I thought he went too far, but I could also see that he loved doing what he was doing, stirring things up. In his late thirties and shouting anything that he wanted at Branfoot. I felt a kind of sadness for them both.

Thumbs up, smiley, plus one from me to the Liebherr family and this thread. Brought a tear to my eye reading though (some of) the comments. Would Saints really have disappeared if Marcus hadn't gambled? I don't know. I reckon though, given what other choices appeared to be around then, we wouldn't be where we are now for sure. I like what this club, seemingly, stands for; if only because of physical limitations. There are many other football clubs wishing they were in Southampton' position, no doubt about that.

I like how Darrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrren1 isn't overly bright in his, overall, offerings. Smacks of resigned desperation.

It's 1958, 54 people are flying over the Atlantic from Paris to Los Angeles. Most are families, the others are business men. The flight had been uneventful for the first 90 mins when the general low chat is broken by a judder, but it's not turbulence. Over the Tannoy system the Captain begins speaking. 'Ladies and gentlemen the vibrations you may have just felt were due to the No.3 engine having problems, because of this we will be around 20 mins late landing. We are sorry for any inconvenience'. A couple of the business men rub under their eyes and frown, but generally most people seem unbothered. Drinks and food are served, everyone forgets about the extra 20 minutes and the general hum of chatter returns. Another judder, 2h 35 into the flight. The Captain, again, comes over the radio. 'Ladies and gentlemen, it appears that engine No.1 has stopped working. This is not a problem but it does mean that we will now be around 45 minutes late touching down in L.A'. A few people start realizing they will miss trains and more of the businessmen start frowning, but they understand there is nothing they can do. Most ask for a beer or a gin and tonic. 4h 21mins since the flight left Paris and they hit a weather front. Strong winds batter the plane, mostly sideways. Lightening and heavy rain become a problem. 20 minutes pass, a big shudder and a slight lose of engine note alerts most of the adults. Concerned looks are exchanged between passengers. About a minute later the Captain states, 'We are sorry Ladies and gentlemen but due to to the adverse weather conditions we are having problems with engine No.4. There is know need to be worried but we will be, at least, 2hrs late arriving at L.A. We are very sorry for any problems that may arise because of this'. All of the businessmen are now pretty annoyed and the delay affects everyone. Then one of the children turns to his mother and says, 'Hopefully the last engine won't stop or otherwise we'll be up here all day!'.