So anyway...

...as me and the cub were leaving the auditorium of the Islington Vue cinema on Saturday afternoon, having just watched The Curse of the Were-Rabbit, I decided to text cc to find out the latest score from Fortress Carrow Road when out of nowhere the cub was assaulted by a young girl who sent the regular coke he had been nursing all over the Vue Floatex carpet...

Myself, the cub, the little girl and now the mother, who'd just joined us, all stared at the spot were the spilt coke was fast dissolving the floor...the cub, overcome with sadness but attempting to muster as much dignity from the situation as possible decided to pass comment on what had just happened: "bugger" he said...

I then looked at the mother of the mini-female hooligan who's offspring had brazenly taken him out and who had just made my son swear in front of me for the first time...she just looked back at me in a puzzled not my fault kind of way, so, like the man I am, I decided to turn my attentions to the culprit of the crime - the my little Beelzebub herself...

And then I saw it, oh deep irony, as I had been texting cc for the Norwich score my son was attacked by a tiny thug resplendent in: a Norwich City away shirt...

Due to this rather unexpected turn of events I decided to leave any potential remonstrations and besides, Family Fuckwit had, to slightly misquote the cub, buggered off by this time anyway...

Posted By: Fierce Panda, Oct 17, 13:20:22