Sunday, April 18, 2010

Take A Swipe, Break A Swine - Or More.

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What beautiful sights.

Beating and handing over City's stupid asses back to them. At EASTLAND. Not to mention in front of their 'Always-Talking-About-Future-Success-But-Never-Able-To-Deliver' fans. What a fuckin sight.

Enter Chelsea at the White Hart Lane. Which obviously aint for the faint hearts. Or handball prone mofo (read: John 'I-Shag-Your-GF Terry). I would've like for Chelshit to be slaughtered to their screeching writhes but Spurs were obviously too confident and too busy pinching their cheeks trying to wake themselves up if they were dreaming. Thus the pinching left them with not a clutter of intellect to find the spot in between the goalpost.

So how do you like your Red counterparts Tevez ? After all those talks about supposedly being the best in the world and how you've shone these past couple of months you didn't actually look like you were scoring. Oh but since the Shitty bastards loved work rate, fine, you won by 100 work rates margin. Look, you won, you won ! But opps, its goal margin, Carlitos. Goal margin. Not how much wank per second you're able to deliver, its how many goals you put in between any Shay Given day. So yeah, welcome to Manchester wanker. The REAL Manchester.

*Inhalesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss*

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John Terry should try basketball or Netball for that matter, but one cant deny the fact that the poor bastard is eerily good with his hand. Ouch.

Drogba ? Antics. Childish antics. And ugly.

And where's that pacifier ? Somebody's let his kid boy slipped on the pitch and he was picking fights with guys twice his size. OMG, that was Deco!

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Pick somebody your size Deco, try Wayne 'Shag-Me-GF' Bridge for a start. Not because he's small. Simply because he's so much of a wimp John 'Hand & Balls' Terry looked like the BIGGER man.

Special mention: Craig 'Golf club' Bellamy for being the constant thorn on the right side of MU defense. And a good eyesore to the fans. But oh well, a hunchback is as a hunchback does.

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