Well, good morning BEST FRIENDS. That’s what we are, right? RIGHT?
I’m still on my sugar high from the Chelsea game. A magnificent beasting for the ages! Should have been 7 or 8 when you watch it back. I still can’t quite get over energy levels like that considering the context of the month. Our weak little lambs, who were bullied by Newcastle, are now the bullies massacring teams with identity issues.
I love it. Sorry, I mean I FOGGING love it.
You know what else I FOGGING love?