It’s not just familiarity, they have the team sheets and their names are on the back of their fucking shirts. If they can’t be bothered to learn who plays for the ‘shit’ team then there will always be some bias towards the ones the refs are star struck by.
Late Night with the Devil. Quirky take on demonic possession set in a 70s TV chat show. Bit of a fucked up ending but it was really well done and David Dastmalchian is superb in it.
I’m all in board for jacking it in, it’s only Cass and Helen talking me into keeping it. I’m paying ridiculous money for something I rarely even bother doing anymore. My ticket gets used but not by me.
There were a couple of smack heads got housed on our estate for a couple of years and they were constantly in the local pub trying to sell meat they’d nicked from the nearest Tesco. Never got any takers funnily enough. They ended up nicking my Giant XTC and made the stupid move of trying to sell...
As a massively hypocritical reformed smoker I’m all behind seeing it phased out completely. It’s a vile habit in so many ways. One thing I’ve noticed (mainly at work, there are a lot of people there so it’s not a minute sample size) is that the average age of smokers is going up at a fair rate...
Sisu. An aged, grizzled Finnish army vet turns his back on the WWII and goes panning for gold. And finds a shitload. While returning to his hometown (I presume) a company of war beaten German soldiers decide to try and take his gold off him, unfortunately for them he’s a rock hard bastard super...
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