What the fuck am I listening to? :lol
MMA Gaf would pummel us.
Let's go READING
Let's go READING
I need a transcript![]()
I need a transcript![]()
You used to be cool man.
Reading look up for this.
We're already dead.
I has budo.
Reading are so average. Hope Cardiff, Hull and Watford (please) come up and give it a real go.
Wait...Nial Quinn!! MUTE MUTE MUTE
Reading are so average. Hope Cardiff, Hull and Watford (please) come up and give it a real go.
Wait...Nial Quinn!! MUTE MUTE MUTE
Fuck Cardiff. Fuck Hull. Watford play nice football.
Forest, Watford and Brighton plz
Gomes broke his hand yesterday.
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Nice
Did you ever find out what that meant?
Cardiff will be competitive. Hull play quite nice stuff, and Robbie Brady is a good little player.
Forest are the form team though, so I reckon they will come up through the playoffs.
Gomes broke his hand yesterday.
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Nice
https://twitter.com/leonalewismusic/status/320312322570731521Fuck the grand national
https://twitter.com/leonalewismusic/status/320312784795611137How about we put down the little twats that running those poor horses into the ground. can't stand this bullshit.
Hello NeoGAF, let me tell you a tale.
It is a tale of despair. It is a tale of woe. It is a tale guaranteed to make you ejaculate in your underpants.
One morning I visited my dear friend, Bjaelke. He made me a cup of tea. I didn't like the tea. The tea tasted of poop. Yet I drank it anyway.
I sat on his sofa as he collected the seafood platter from his kitchen. When he came back he sat down next to me, rested one hand on my leg, and whispered in my hear "do the Bendtner for me"
So I proceeded to strip naked except for some knickers sponsored by a local betting firm, walk outside to the garden and kick footballs everywhere but the goal he had set up near the pear tree. Every once in a while I'd hear a moan, a groan, the unmistakeable sound of someone fudding his butthole into oblivion, opening his fingers like a smelly flower.
He could take it no longer. He grabbed me by my rock hard nipples, so erect they felt like someone had rested pavement slabs on my well defined chest, and he growled into my ear that he wanted me to fuck him like Copenhagen fucked Brondby.
Naturally I didn't know whether to accept or not. To be forcefully penetrated by a fan of that club... my father would not be proud.
So I merely took his soft Danish shaft in my hand, stared at it. Told it that it would become my tool for an hour, my sweaty weapon in the fight against my virginity. My meaty baton in the relay that is life. It spoke back to me.
It told me that it would spend hours, days, months to unlock the cavern that was my slender butthole. It said that in order to fulfil the wishes of FootyGAF it would need full access to the chocolate pie, that it would need to spend at least an hour lubing my poopipe up with home made duck fat before putting a copy of Alex Ferguson Premier Manager 2001/02 landscape in my carpenter's orifice.
I was intrigued.
And so it happened.
And lo, the stew that emanated from my glowing turtle was delicious. There was more batter than a fish shop.
Eventually, he ceased. My crack was sated of its ungodly urge. It was smooth and hairless. And then I returned home.
The end. The very end.
http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost.php?p=52880271&postcount=177
He likes us, but I don't know him. Interesting thread to follow![]()
http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost.php?p=52880271&postcount=177
He likes us, but I don't know him. Interesting thread to follow![]()
Lord almighty, help me in this time of need because I'm about to sin gladly.