IMMORTAL MICHAEL DUFFY

We could also be this pair, my missus bought me a craft kit today to keep me occupied, it was for 3 year olds plus, it was actually quite difficult. Fucking smart arse 3 year olds!
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My wife bought me a jigsaw a couple of Chistmases ago. It was one of those really tricky ones but I was very chuffed with myself because it said on the box "3-4 Years" and it only took me 6 months to complete.
 
Well done Stevie for all you've done
I will send Fiona a couple of photos of Liliana in her Celtic strip as a keepsake, in honour of Michael
As you say, she's got a lot to deal with at the moment, and even moreso, emotionally
Proud of all of you and proud to be a part of the Noise

My daughter and son in law, said she hasn't stopped smiling, since she got Michael's beautiful gift
And it fits her perfectly
HH
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Well done Stevie for all you've done
I will send Fiona a couple of photos of Liliana in her Celtic strip as a keepsake, in honour of Michael
As you say, she's got a lot to deal with at the moment, and even moreso, emotionally
Proud of all of you and proud to be a part of the Noise

My daughter and son in law, said she hasn't stopped smiling, since she got Michael's beautiful gift
And it fits her perfectly
HH
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Can she play centre half?? 😎👍
 
My wife bought me a jigsaw a couple of Chistmases ago. It was one of those really tricky ones but I was very chuffed with myself because it said on the box "3-4 Years" and it only took me 6 months to complete.
This is a long story but I'll try and shorten it, years ago I wanted puzzle ball for Christmas (I dont mean years ago when I was 12, I mean years ago when I was 38) puzzle ball was a jigsaw thing that formed a globe of the earth, it excited me no end.
Anyway we lived in South Wales at the time, old South Wales not new South Wales unfortunately, and our neighbour's son was a pastor at a methodist church and we were invited to the Christmas eve Mass, it was shouty, very shouty, with lots of throwing arms in the air shouting hallelujah, praise the Lord all that jazz, fair enough. Then the pastor boy started getting all shouty and I'm convinced it was aimed at me so I said to the missus if this cunt keeps shouting at me I'm going to punch him in the fucking throat (I don't like being shouted at) so she's trying to calm me down, I'm counting to 100.
Next thing wee welsh pastor boy is in my face pointing at me and shouting in a ridiculous American accent "whats the greatest gift that could be under your tree this Christmas????"
So I replied "puzzle ball?"
Wrong! Apparently the correct answer was Jesus, we left soon after that, didn't get invited back the next year.
 
This is a long story but I'll try and shorten it, years ago I wanted puzzle ball for Christmas (I dont mean years ago when I was 12, I mean years ago when I was 38) puzzle ball was a jigsaw thing that formed a globe of the earth, it excited me no end.
Anyway we lived in South Wales at the time, old South Wales not new South Wales unfortunately, and our neighbour's son was a pastor at a methodist church and we were invited to the Christmas eve Mass, it was shouty, very shouty, with lots of throwing arms in the air shouting hallelujah, praise the Lord all that jazz, fair enough. Then the pastor boy started getting all shouty and I'm convinced it was aimed at me so I said to the missus if this cunt keeps shouting at me I'm going to punch him in the fucking throat (I don't like being shouted at) so she's trying to calm me down, I'm counting to 100.
Next thing wee welsh pastor boy is in my face pointing at me and shouting in a ridiculous American accent "whats the greatest gift that could be under your tree this Christmas????"
So I replied "puzzle ball?"
Wrong! Apparently the correct answer was Jesus, we left soon after that, didn't get invited back the next year.
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Isn't he that Brazilian that plays for Manchester City?...
 
This is a long story but I'll try and shorten it, years ago I wanted puzzle ball for Christmas (I dont mean years ago when I was 12, I mean years ago when I was 38) puzzle ball was a jigsaw thing that formed a globe of the earth, it excited me no end.
Anyway we lived in South Wales at the time, old South Wales not new South Wales unfortunately, and our neighbour's son was a pastor at a methodist church and we were invited to the Christmas eve Mass, it was shouty, very shouty, with lots of throwing arms in the air shouting hallelujah, praise the Lord all that jazz, fair enough. Then the pastor boy started getting all shouty and I'm convinced it was aimed at me so I said to the missus if this cunt keeps shouting at me I'm going to punch him in the fucking throat (I don't like being shouted at) so she's trying to calm me down, I'm counting to 100.
Next thing wee welsh pastor boy is in my face pointing at me and shouting in a ridiculous American accent "whats the greatest gift that could be under your tree this Christmas????"
So I replied "puzzle ball?"
Wrong! Apparently the correct answer was Jesus, we left soon after that, didn't get invited back the next year.
You should have shown him this is what you were praying for and he'd have forgiven you and invited you back every year.

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