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Which reminds me, after the Wednesday win on Sunday myself and the Mrs went out to a restaurant for tea. V v nice tea!!Wife had a strop, chucked her keys at me and stormed off to spend the night with her sister.Didn't affect my derby day grin tho!!

Funny old thing that! Usually when the bird has filled her panty drip tray and smashed half the house up it knid of affects me somewhat..... There's something about a Wednesday win that gives me the power to not give a flying ****!

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Been to the funeral of a close family friend today, so a bit of a rough un to be honest with you.

Got home to find my girlfriend had been thinking about me and drawn me summat on paint.

The artistry isn't Van Gogh-esque, but for someone who doesn't really care for football, she's put a smile back on my face, which I think was the intention :)

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When i was but a nipper, unto me bed i'd creep,

and beg dad for a nursery rhyme, afore i went to sleep,

and he'd pretend he knew one not, as from the room he stole,

and then return , regale me, of the Pig and of the Owl,

The Owl.. he said.. Was great and Wise and knew all mortal tricks

and lived in up in the treetops that surrounded Sheffield 6,

The pig was fat and moribund, and not so bright of wit,

it lived.... its true, in Sheffield 2, a wallowing in sh*t,

Their battles were historical,and swung most to and fro,

and followers of each of them, sad trials did undergo,

sad defeats and dreary days were visited on both,

but of followers, it always seemed, the Owl he had the most

I asked me dad why this should be, and he said to me son,

its not the battles lost to us, its not the battles won

The moral of this story is, Where would you rather sit ?,

high upon a leafy bough, or wallowing in sh*t

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When i was but a nipper, unto me bed i'd creep,

and beg dad for a nursery rhyme, afore i went to sleep,

and he'd pretend he knew one not, as from the room he stole,

and then return , regale me, of the Pig and of the Owl,

The Owl.. he said.. Was great and Wise and knew all mortal tricks

and lived in up in the treetops that surrounded Sheffield 6,

The pig was fat and moribund, and not so bright of wit,

it lived.... its true, in Sheffield 2, a wallowing in sh*t,

Their battles were historical,and swung most to and fro,

and followers of each of them, sad trials did undergo,

sad defeats and dreary days were visited on both,

but of followers, it always seemed, the Owl he had the most

I asked me dad why this should be, and he said to me son,

its not the battles lost to us, its not the battles won

The moral of this story is, Where would you rather sit ?,

high upon a leafy bough, or wallowing in sh*t

The greatest of all your great productions mate.

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When i was but a nipper, unto me bed i'd creep,

and beg dad for a nursery rhyme, afore i went to sleep,

and he'd pretend he knew one not, as from the room he stole,

and then return , regale me, of the Pig and of the Owl,

The Owl.. he said.. Was great and Wise and knew all mortal tricks

and lived in up in the treetops that surrounded Sheffield 6,

The pig was fat and moribund, and not so bright of wit,

it lived.... its true, in Sheffield 2, a wallowing in sh*t,

Their battles were historical,and swung most to and fro,

and followers of each of them, sad trials did undergo,

sad defeats and dreary days were visited on both,

but of followers, it always seemed, the Owl he had the most

I asked me dad why this should be, and he said to me son,

its not the battles lost to us, its not the battles won

The moral of this story is, Where would you rather sit ?,

high upon a leafy bough, or wallowing in sh*t

Absolutely flipping brilliant!

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My wife had a strop on when I returned home late from Sunday, having spent extra time celebrating !!!

On and on and on - then the final challenge "I think you love Sheffield Wednesday more than you love me"

In my haste to say something to defuse the situation I responded "I love Sheffield United more than I Love you"

The trouble with wit is that it's all in the telling and timing.

Anyone know how to remove a blue and white scarf from your backside!!!

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My wife had a strop on when I returned home late from Sunday, having spent extra time celebrating !!!

On and on and on - then the final challenge "I think you love Sheffield Wednesday more than you love me"

In my haste to say something to defuse the situation I responded "I love Sheffield United more than I Love you"

The trouble with wit is that it's all in the telling and timing.

Anyone know how to remove a blue and white scarf from your backside!!!

lol

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Been to the funeral of a close family friend today, so a bit of a rough un to be honest with you.

Got home to find my girlfriend had been thinking about me and drawn me summat on paint.

The artistry isn't Van Gogh-esque, but for someone who doesn't really care for football, she's put a smile back on my face, which I think was the intention :)

423350_10150602984093731_585208730_9179653_314408902_n.jpg

It's up there with Trevs stuff!

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