Being able to bake cakes when PMSing is either a really good thing or a really bad thing.
Caaaaaaake.
Looked after the twin toddlers for a while today. They bestowed a sticker from their Thomas The Tank Engine collection upon me. I feel special.
PS: yes, I do wear NIN hoodies when I look after kids. I’m a badass nanny.
Is the train signaling that Kevin Nash is coming?
Triple H could’ve done with it last year.
"Our self appointed spokesman on everything, Joey Barton, has been the target of some criticism from myself in the past but there’s no denying that his appearance added a bit of gravitas to my belief that hetero footballers aren’t the reason for the invisibility of homosexuals in the game. He spoke from personal experience and deserves every bit of credit that comes his way for associating himself with the program. Which is more than can be said for the others who were asked to participate. I mean, it’s all well and good me coming out and saying that I’d welcome any gay footballer’s decision to come out but it’s not going to bring as much attention as if someone like Rio Ferdinand came out and said it. Rio’s refusal to give his endorsement to the cause was sad but probably understandable for someone who still deems it acceptable to use the word “faggot” when trying to degrade someone. Which is surprising since he has done so much to help stamp out other forms of bigotry from within the game. As with the other players mentioned, his non-appearance can only do him harm."
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Britain’s Gay Footballers: The Invisible Men | Football & Sport | Sabotage Times
This is a good article.
Milo Ventimiglia in “Big Girls Don’t Cry (Personal)” [x]
the only reason I have ever willingly watched a Fergie video.
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I think I’m burnt out on football. After 17, almost 18 years, of supporting Liverpool I’m actually at the point where I cannot fucking stand my team and what they’ve been doing. The Suarez shit is part of it. The general arrogance of the entire team in defending his actions is another. I love what Liverpool used to be. The club I grew up with was brilliant. The past few years I just…I’m sick of it.
The entire culture around Premiership football has just been making me really tired. The excessive wages, the racism, the homophobia, the drinking, the cheating, the shagging, the violence, the whole fucking bratty attitude 99% of the players have. I just can’t get past it any more.
It makes me sad, y’know. I love football. I really do. But it’s not fun now. I find myself wishing for players to get sent down for the violence they commit while drunk. I want all the England players to be fined a huge amount every time they fail to put in any effort for the national side. I wish that they all stop worrying about their damn sponsorship deals and actually play a decent game.
The Premiership has turned into the world’s longest 18-30 holiday and it’s pathetic. Until they grow up, I think I’m done.
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I feel so grumpy because I’m ill and this is exactly what I needed. So CUTE.
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