by reading a self penned poem at half time from his throne by the Snakepit. Maybe the club could sort out the speakers and the microphone. They could also use the scoreboard to show old film of Mr Sweets getting hit by the ball or getting chewed up kitkat wrappers thrown at him interspersed with Emperor Balls doing the old thumbs up or down. I wouldn't bother queuing up for a pint for that.
Posted By: mickfoot, Jan 24, 13:16:33
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