Driving home in Suffolk, I thought I'd stop off for some supper supplies and a few cans of Bitburger. Saw no reason to cover up my shirt after a dominant win like that.
Endless aisles of sad faces in there. A young town fan passed me and I instructed him to repeat after me... "YELLLOWS" whilst holding my badge. He's dad came around the corner and called me a c*nt. I was somewhat taken aback but gave a wry smile and told him everything will feel better in the morning whilst grabbing my crotch.
Suffolk is a sad little place tonight. I've just walked my dog through the village with the shirt still on. Again I was called a c**t by a fat man in a moving car. Me, I'm just like Lebowski, smiling as I walk down the street.
YELLOWS
Posted By: SenatusAcademicus, Apr 6, 18:39:26
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