i noticed one of these in new cross the first time we stayed down in london with anneke’s cousin (i think it’s the one that is in third img down), and then one popped up in the latest edition of when saturday comes. it’s a rather comforting slogan, and when taken out of it’s alcohol advertising context, i think it’s a brilliant thing just to have dotted about the place as a little bit of daily encouragement, like a “hey pal, you lookin fine the day, nice trousers etc” kinda thing. maybe get one of these sorted out on argyle st for my commute to debbers.
DEATH TO MOUSE PAD
england beat wales comfortably. internet suddenly awash with blog posts about how they have found a side that could win the european championships.
one bottle of irn bru later, and my cold still hasn’t gone. what is going on?
neil lennon’s touchline ban.
just put him a dark room on his own and let the prat start a fight with himself. problem solved.
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