life ends at 27
This seems to be an attempt at showing how the familiar football fiefdoms have carved up London like some namby ponce version of the Warring States. Though considering the level of uncertainty (this is hardly a scientific census and you should prepare heaps of salt) in the demarcations, it’s more like the Holy Roman Empire than anything else.
Man, the guy couldn’t even wait past ONE game to say this. It doesn’t take a genius to guess his innermost thoughts when he was passed over when Hodgson was appointed Pool manager, heh.
golliz (Nike Slut)
i’m ashamed that its from nike
ichiro
oh my eyes
loser-x
it looks like some early 90s disaster
you know, during the dying throes of 80s “fashion” sense
golliz
looks like some guy accidentally painted himself
If only Jol could make Defoe run on time.
