You tell him Colonel Modo.
YOU SHUT UP YOU GOD DAMN SPLITTER
You tell him Colonel Modo.
Was I drafted? Damn.You tell him Colonel Modo.
Oh yeah, forgot Modo was a number two in an imaginary nonsense army.You tell him Colonel Modo.
To the other, less illustrious and camp BAWas I drafted? Damn.
This is how it goes. People like Mark, Oncey, FFF etc say that I don't know shit.
Then it turns out that I was pretty much right about everything I've said.
They play it down.
Rince and repeat.
...and English is your first language.It may be the case that you and I are alike Modo in our unflatteringly brilliant understanding of the game (it's not, but I'm being polite) but I get away with it due to having much more charisma, charm, and wit than you.
I can also do quasi-gay much better than you too. Whereas I make it a subtle nuance, you just look like a big queer creep.
I hate them glass bottles. Pain in the arse to get the sauce out at first.
Charlie Adam's personal trainer ^^^^^^^^
^^^EXHIBIT A.WHAT GWAN?
I thought Joe allen was more Zanetti
*continues naming random midfielders game*
I thought Zanetti was a brand of washing machine.
Zanetti? Fullback?I thought Joe allen was more Zanetti
*continues naming random midfielders game*
Now that was a player, Brad Washinmacin. Great midfielder