Afternoon! with most odd-numbered years, there’s not much to look forward to on 2017’s political calendar. Following the Teresa May debacle, i’m already writing off my tax return and the next social media bollox (worth caring about) hasn’t been posted yet. Even Corbyn has pissed away his first PM crown now that he’s getting regular love from Diane Abbott. Thankfully, MNF is committed to the future of your playing pleasure. Which is why I’ve managed to secure our temporary home for another week. Just imagine it – Jason De Mel pummelling the organs out of Deniz Hargreaves on a massive floating octagon in the middle of Borehamwood.
Now there’s some great news.
Soccerette Anyone???
No comments:
Post a Comment