Quiet in here, innit?
I've seen more life in a tramp's vest.

Anyway... so, Newcastle beat Ipswich at the weekend. I watched game on the TV, and was amused to hear the Newcastle fans chanting, very obviously to Mike Ashley (to the tune of The Beach Boys "Sloop John B")

"Get out of our club,
Get out of our cluuuub,
You fat fucking bastard,
Get out of our club".

Strangely enough the commentary seemed to get even more banal as the commentators battled to drown out / detract attention away from the chanting. Well it was 6pm and there were probably kiddies watching and stuff.

Live telly. Broadcasting inappropriate pre-watershed language for your viewing delight.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Mon 28 Sep 2009, 14:13, 4 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

This bad boy got the sack last week...
www.b3ta.com/links/355458
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Mon 28 Sep 2009, 14:28, Reply)

Also
I couldn't help but laugh like a mong when Kimi Raikkonen told Martin Brundle he'd just been for a good shit live on air, and Jenson Button exclaiming 'fucking hell!' through his helmet when checking quali times with Alonso a few races back.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Mon 28 Sep 2009, 14:30, Reply)

See
I could hear the "fat fucking bastard" bit, but couldn't make out the rest!

They could have just turned the crowd effects mikes off, im sure the Geordies weren't that loud
(Halfy By light alone, Mon 28 Sep 2009, 14:31, Reply)

I accidentally swore over the mic at my pub-quiz.
I told the landlord I said "shoot". I think the fact that the night descended into a series of double-entendres and references to kinky sex worried him more than the no-swearing rule being broken.
That wasn't my fault though. That's just drunk people and a question about the Marquis de Sade.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Mon 28 Sep 2009, 14:38, Reply)