RonManager

Yeah, that's my main concern. It'a vitally important that the club work on bringing his age down as much as possible, otherwise he's just going to get older and older. That, IMHO, is unacceptable.

Apparently, Pot Noodles are in fact, edible. My word.

Dan Harding.

Eem never been roight since he'm moved up to the big City, gettin' in with all they big City folk and their big City ways. We should go and rescue him, bring un back 'ome to is own kind.

Oh yes we can. Oh what a giveaway Arse.

That's two words. ( I'm very, very drunk) Hic.

He caught fire and was burnt to the ground.

I bought one from the club shop prior to the 76 Cup Final.

Dr Zoidberg?

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Andy Cummings ‏@SaintAndy83 Also just had Uruguay stream on and can confirm that Gaston is NOT injured...#OohGastonRamirrrrrrez #saintsfc

That's coz you're a bear of little brain. Pooh.

nootrishus

Still 0-0 at the mo..

Yeah it's not Jack Hargreaves and 'Out of Town' is it?

Well I just hope the new BBC Director General does the right thing and resigns.

notBigSam ‏@TheBig_Sam Just scribbled 'Newcastle United' above the wife's a*sehole with a felt-tip pen. Big Sam is going to f*ck them all over again.

Indeed. Why within two shakes of a lamb's willy, the internet would be full up, and what would we do then? Build a new one , that's what. Out of finest English oak.

Played the full 90 today in a 2-0 away win at Brizzle Zity. Apparently at left back.

Gimme a break, I've been up since the Middle Ages.

Fwoof, that's one I'll remember for a while. Took a piccy of meself for me Facebook page. Might have a stake later.

Just off to a 'chocolate and wine' party over Dulverston way.

For anyone who lives in, or knows, or loves, Dorset. White chalk hills are all Ive known. White chalk hills will rot my bones. White chalk sticking to my shoes. White chalk playing as a child with you. White chalk south against time. White chalk cutting down the sea at Lyme. I walk the valleys by the Cerne, on a path cut fifteen hundred years ago, and I know, these chalk hills will rot my bones. Dorsets cliffs meet at the sea, where I walked, our unborn child in me. White chalk, gorse-scattered land, scratched my palms, theres blood on my hands.

I took a walk this afternoon across the blasted Exmoor. I bent forward and set myself against the westerly wind carrying a fine, yet stinging drizzle. As I gained the lea (and some relative quiet) a near sound beset my ears. A flock of sheep huddled hard against the twisted hedge. Amidst the baa-ing a single sheep's voice held clear and spake clearer. I leant in and listened. 'Staaaaaaay, Nigel, staaaaaay' - it seemed to say, I couldn't be sure as the wind whipped up once more, and I carried on my way........

Tats, piercings, scarification, body manipulation etc. What you got, what have you had done, what are your opinions on it, why have you had it done? Folk have marked their bodies since humans walked the earth, for a myriad of reasons. What are yours?