2nd baby post of the day. Kind of
I was doing the daddy thing on Wednesday. I had my son on my lap and was watching tele with him, as you do with 2 day old babies. I was in seventh heaven, until I realised that I was wearing the same clothes I had been in since Sunday night, was drinking a can of Fosters and watching the darts from the Circus Tavern in Purfleet. It was a moment of clarity; I realised I was a true pikey.
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At least you weren't feeding the baby Fosters.
Did you see the thing with Phil Taylor getting offered outside by Chris Mason? That's how sporting disputes should be dealt with.. no goal-line cameras and third umpires.. sort it out after in the pub car park like men!
Ha, wasn't it brilliant? I thought Taylor bottled it a bit, but then Mason has been in prison for GBH, so can quite understand.
Actually I made a slanderous statement about Mason. He didn't go to prison for GBH. I humbly apologise. It was for aggravated burglary.
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