No she’s not singing frank… yet
The ex appeared out the blue with the weans
as she dies now and again so I got to spend the night singing songs with the kids
But now the kids are sleeping and after that performance and result tonight, she knows it’s a given that the fat lady will be singing from the rooftops later
Her exact words were ‘can you kid on your Hatate and score twice against the Auld enemy
spot on dead cunt
Josip who reminds me of inspector closeau showed why he’s selected over an outstanding ralston
A different gravy entirely
There’s fucking good and there’s a class act