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Siri T #4

Oh, the almost..

A duo of papers left, and after that cheeky Physical Ed paper-- by all means, I'm heading down to the two-winged retailer (once more, yes) with reunited femmes. It's no question how much love I carry for these trio of shrieks aplenty.. and how my card is loaded with such superior amount (for an average lass, ahem) ups merriness to an almost grotesque level. Think Muppets-happy. Yes. You know I'm extra jubilant when I'm not making sense. And I've recently discovered how sheer pantyhose makes your legs look skinnier when reflected by light.. somehow-- in that Physics-induced continuum. But, yes. A trick worthy a mention. It's only a matter of time before I burst into a fit of cusses. Reason why? Easy. Insulted by such vulgar comments from another Devil cunt: "They don't try to score goals if they're one up, unlike we do, and they get a little defensive." Pardon me while I mass produce laughter. We ain't the Kops, lads. And that also happened to be the sole reason why I'm not a fan of any of the reds-- except the Gunners, because of the brave, vibrant youths.. and hear me out, hear me out well: that's 2002 World Cup England, and we ain't none of that. That one egghead deserves some Ricardo Carvalho nasties in Moscow on Wednesday.. another broken metatarsal perhaps? Oh by the beard of Zeus.. yes. The Blues lads are safely placed somewhere near Luzhniki Stadium-- I'm not the most confident avid Blues but, one wish abound: outplay them. And London's the Sun article: "Reffing Hell, It's Michel!", meaning the same wanker, Lubos Michel-- who gave away Luis Garcia's Phantom Goal and caused us damage. Remember? Honest shitfest. But! Truckloads of love, luck and everything nice!

[MUSIC] Good Shoes - In The City

Essien with Michael will mass produce magic, or Lamps-- and start Joseph John later on because, well, because he can save us. Sent down by the Gods, that Cole. Not the cunt, the nice one. Yes. Kalou, yes. Mikel, die.. and the usual wrought iron duo: John and Carvalho. And other lads. And Cech! Hybridman!