I felt awful this morning.....
Then my eldest child (nearly 4) burst into our bedroom at 10.30am, screaming at the top of her voice, jumped up and down on my sore belly (on top of the duvet naturally), and then turned the telly on to ITV just in time for me to catch the scum scoring six f**king goals on The Championship.
And my missus wondered why I was moody this morning....
Posted By: Chunter, Nov 11, 20:34:41
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