03/09/08
Bonjour, n’all that. Didn’t get a fortune cookie last night.
What a swizz! It’s boiling hot here today. Humid though. The
photo session was (unlike most others) pretty painless. Just how
we like it. Bang, bang! In-out, put the kettle on.
Somebody mentioned the ‘B’ word today! That’s outrageous, I
never heard of hearing such a thing!! This isn’t a blog. A blog
is for someone who’s got no mates (I’ve got more than a dozen,
and that’s a fact) or who’s in a band that no one can remember
hearing of. And in any case, one has to have a computer to have a
blog, innit? These messages are being sent by text. I also believe
a couple of these have found their way into the national press and
that NME. Do me a favour will you, you media slags? Mind your own
fuckin’ business and let the rest of us chat amongst ourselves.
Now, where were we? Oh yes.. City’s new owner has just announced
the players he intends to buy. “The dream team”. I won’t list
them. That lot from Stretford have had enough for 1 week. I will
say this though, every gallon of delicious petrol you mob buy for
your second-hand Ford Escorts, from now on will eventually end up
in our transfer budget.
Bon voyage, lads (as they say round these parts!)
GD.
又把石油老梗重複一次:P
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