Mike Hunt-Hertz

They've moved Santa's Grotto.

Championship tuna fishing.

A right pair of helmets.

A bit low rent compared to setting their main stand alight......

God, there's some right face aches amongst those losers. Has that bloke by the steward got an extremely ill fitting ginger toupee?

Timothy Claypole.

Gloucester has an unholy mess of plastics and egg chasers. A valiant City contingent try and spread the gospel.

And that was the women.

I had the distinctly queasy experience of seeing one of those god awful tramps' pink away strips in Aberfoyle, when on holiday some years ago. Fair put me off my victuals.

A diplomatic way of calling it a dog's dinner.

I always imagined that they hatched from eggs....like bluebottles.

Gassbandits just edging the mighty Accrington. Still, it must feel like the big time after playing in the jumpers-for-goalposts league that you were in last year. And ours is a temporary building site. Your toilet looks like it's had a visit from the Luftwaffe.

Porksword.

Porksword, and all his motley band of retards, bin dippers and camel jockeys should know there place....around Concord Rangers and Rushall Olympic.

Very sensible, young saglet.

5000....their whole fan base then.

Thread title....stating the bleedin' obvious.

What a utterly deluded winker.

Black Arabs slaughter a goat at the wadi, surely?

Tomlin!

Yeah, go on Bob, have a tab for City.

Pack attack!

Bog trotters have scored.