Scudamore

does your willeh smell like farts?

she has the nostrils that imply she's just caught whiff of a fart...

I bet Rupert didn't look at the scans properly...

I thought that...

You have no ideas how many times my dad has told me about that game... Go on tell the bit about us signing their goalkeeper...

P-P

A drunken Scudamore falls over in his room whilst trying to get undressed and cracks his head on the wall. But no one is there to see it. Is it still funny?

It was a provocative post. You got exactly the response you were after.

"vacation" ??? -------------------------- Oh and a lot of people on here seem to have respect for you Long Shot...can't say i'm entirely sure...this is attention seeking of the highest order...

You forgot toilets seats...

To quote Shrewsbury Manager Paul Simpson: "I've seen clips of him playing and people I know have given me good reports, at the moment he is scoring goals for the reserves and is one of number of players who come out of the youth set-up there and that they have high hopes of." FFS! The manager hasn't even met him! Hasn't even seen him play! That Roland Wycherley is signing players over his head again...WYCHERLEY OUT!

Agreed...

Fans will argue til the end of time regardless of this issue. Just like they did before Rupert Lowe and just like they will after Rupert Lowe. As they did when Rupert Lowe wasn't here and we all argued over whether we should get rid of Burley. This idea that the whole world will suddenly become a fairyland of happiness when the wicked overlord is deposed is an utter fallacy...

Seatbelt, is that museum made out of gingerbread?

It was a while ago i must admit... Why is the photo so large?

What was an interesting debate is being ruined by your attempts at mudslinging and compartmentalising. All "Lowe apologists" have exactly the same views is how posts like this come across which is of course ludicrous. And furthermore should the "final reckoning" come nice and soon as you allude to then i'll not be embarassed/crushed because as always i'm a Saints fan first and foremost. And if/when Lowe leaves that will still be the case, Saints will still be here and the club and the club alone will still have my allegiance regardless of who sits in the chairmans seat... There is little self-justification and self-glorification to be had from predicting the future of Saints better than someone else. But trying to understand where we find ourselves at present and come to terms with it without the need to try and belittle your fellow fans (who don't conform to your views) takes a certain level of pragmatism which you seem incapable of...or at least unwilling to try... Change your attitude and perhaps people may be a little more receptive to your views i'd suggest...

I was waiting for this... Interesting that the CSS file is called "junior" Well...i say interesting...

Quite...

I'm not sure there's a strip club in Bournemuff that does... That said i'm not that big a fan of the places...paying money to sexually frustrate myself doesn't seem like a great use of cash as far as i'm concerned...

Just imagine the horror if she'd sat on my lap and done one back...not sure i would have coped...

Well most guys aren't trying to touch a woman's inner nostrils. I'm a sensitive guy like that... I politely let my mate pay for me then almost fell down the stairs getting out... Needless to say i was veh, veh, veh drunk...

What about when i dropped my guts in Peppermint Hippo whilst receiving a lap dance? Should she have taken it as a sign of apprecriation then?

It f::cking stunk to be fair...

Would now be a good time to tell the story of me getting chucked out of a taxi in Portugal? I think so. We were about 200 yards from the taxi rank when my mate dropped his guts. The driver slammed the breaks on, jumped out the taxi and started screaming "get out! get out!" at us all. So we had to skulk back to the back of the taxi rank queue... That night i went to bed giggling...and the first thing i did in the morning was have a laughing fit. In fact...to this day that still makes me laugh out loud thinking about it... Anyways...i'm not sure how much English he spoke...but he certainly communicated his requirements well that evening... In many ways i think we were lucky that night...he could well have sexually abused the lot of us...

Yeah. That's great if they know where they're going. When it starts going tits up and you're lost and the meter keeps spiralling then it's kind of imporatnt to be able to have a dialogue with the customer though...