Farage apparently started UKIP because he wanted to challenge an elitist Conservative government and address the common man. Erm.

A weekend ruined in 22 words.

Double ‘for me.’ Furious.

What’s the one book I should get on Audible?

The problem with classic songs is that they’re overplayed and lose the sense of excitement and joy you felt the first time you heard them. The only exception for me is Geno which is still electrifying for me.

@davejnick.bsky.social What’s next, Dave?

Yep

Guehi to City then. Good. Sound lads only please.

I hope Trump’s not after my 2004 LFC Online Poster of the Year award.

Imagine that being your job. The world will judge you as a cunt forever. Good.

I raise you Damien Delaney

‘You have a Friend Request from Freddie Potts.’ ‘No, ta.’

Last night here. What a fantastic country.

Is a back heel disrespectful? Lads, you’re over-thinking the game now.

@thecenci.bsky.social perfect timing

Lads, no one gives a shit about the MOTM. No one ever has.

Bryan Robson announced as Man of the Match.

‘The keeper’s scribbled on his water bottle there, Coisty, and you have to say it’s better than Da Vinci.’ ‘Aye, the big Italian wouldn’t be disappointed wi’ that.’ ‘It just shows how Liverpool are struggling.’ ‘Great shout, Fletch!’

Darren Fletcher. Whoever were playing are the greatest team to ever play the game. When it’s not a penalty ‘there’s no debate.’ Tit.

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I love how the patriotic zealots would run to anyone else once things aren’t going their way. Lord Haw-Haw with a wig.

LFC article for TAW. mailchi.mp/theanfieldwr...

100% this!👇

A mate has a post on FB. His replies contain the words ‘illegals’ and ‘I just watch a bit of GB News.’ The compliant side of fascism. Done with people like that. ‘Well, immigration is a problem.’ What? In fucking Norfolk?

Please don’t be corrupted like the other tit.

Froze my ass off at the Iowa City anti-ICE rally, but it was worth it

I raise you...

The greatest non-Argentinian kit ever.

6 year old me hoping the snow would stick

During our three week road trip here I wrote a daily Substack as a keepsake. I’d like to get it printed to give to my girlfriend when she gets back after me. She’s not on this app. How would I go about doing that? Maybe copies for the kids too.

‘I can hold the moon in my hand,’ sang Irene Cara, knowing full well that that is both physically and practically impossible. More woke nonsense.

How can you be a right wing ex-punk? ‘Smash the state, apart from the really British bits.’

Such a relief that John Lydon is the prick I always took him for.

Niche, that

‘A rat! A rat!’

I hope he keeps accidentally clicking past the Ceefax holiday page he wants to book his trip from.

The replies here are beautiful ❤️

The thing about the Martinelli issue is that he has no right to do that even if he thinks he’s time wasting. It’s hands on another player in an aggressive manner. Straight red.

I hope he hears an intermittent faint beeping in his house, but can never locate it.

I hope he has a permanent itch on his back just slightly out of reach.

I hope he feels like he has to sneeze every 10 minutes and the sneeze never comes.

All perfectly justified. Me, I hope he waits in all day tomorrow for a really important parcel. And they come with it at 8pm when he's on the lav. And instead of putting it behind the bin or leaving it next door, they take it back to the depot and make him jump through hoops to arrange a redelivery.

NOW, COME ON!

PEOPLE ARE LOSING THEIR MINDS!

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JESUS, NICK!

NOW STEADY ON, GILL!

Turns out we didn’t get battered. Sorry.

I mean fans saying ‘we’ll get battered tonight.’ Can’t abide that

No runners. We’re here again.