Wasn't the goal. I could see that coming, wasn't the fact I fell on my arse on my way home on the ice.
It was watching the cockeroach with a blue top on, who I watched the match with, walk out of the pub singing "Glory glory Man Utd" He was so happy for the scum, unbelievable bitterness.
It was watching the cockeroach with a blue top on, who I watched the match with, walk out of the pub singing "Glory glory Man Utd" He was so happy for the scum, unbelievable bitterness.


said something similar in a post last night.

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