I never had a hangover this morning, like.
I did, man - for aboot thirty-five minutes.
I was fresh as fuck, me. I was wrecked last night 'n' aall.
Aye, I've been fucking wrecked since Wednesday neet.
On the flat screen TV Shola Ameobi stumbled, miscontrolled, then passed the ball - straight to a player in a pale blue shirt.
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Welcome home... I bet your glad that nowt's changed
A bit of good news from St James's has got to be a pleasant change.
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