Millwall account of Coventry away..

Sat May 21, 2011 3:33 pm

Was posted to me earlier so don't shoot the messenger!!!!

SO I SPOON A BOWL OF COCO POPS DOWN ME AND WAIT FOR THE MILK TO GO CHOCOLATELY BEFORE I FINISH IT OFF, PULL A 24 CRATE OF TINNYS FROM THE STAMFORD BRIDGE AND f**k OFF OUT OF MY PLACE FOR ANOTHER MENTAL ONE.

GET TO EUSTON EARLY DOORS, SINGLE HANDED, PLOT UP BY WHSMITHS AND CRACK OPEN TIN AFTER TIN OF FOSTERS. NECK THEM ALL WHILST I’M WAITING FOR THE RATTLER TO COME IN.

OLD c**t WITH A WATFORD SCARF DROPS HIS EVENING STANDARD THE SILLY OLD FOOL. HE TAKES A PROPER LIBERTY; LOOKS AT ME TO PICK IT UP FOR HIM, CHEEKY c**t – NOT MY FAULT YOU HAVE ATHRITIS IN YOUR SPINE f**k c**t. I WAIT FOR HIM TO STRUGGLE AND BEND DOWN AND KICK IT OUT OF HIS REACH, PROPER RUINED THE OLD BOY. HE LOOKED UP AT ME IN DISGUST AND I SHOUTED “SAME OLD MILLWALL, TAKIN THE PISS” IN HIS BOAT RACE.

7 GRAMS OF MY DEALER’S FINEST COLUMBIAN NOSE CANDY IN MY SKY ROCKET AND SOME LITTLE BLACK SNIFFER MUT COMES UP TO ME WAGGIN’ IT’S TAIL, THE DOG WAS A WRONGUN, WAS A RUNNER I COULD SEE IT IN HIS EYES. MY JACK RUSSLE WOULD HAVE PUT IT ON THE SOFT c**t BIG TIME.I GRAB A TIN OF PEDIGREE CHUM (CHICKEN IN JELLY) AND WRAP IT ROUND THE DOGS CANISTER ON THE SLY, IT FUCKED OFF SHARPISH.

JUMP ON THE TRAIN AND CLEAR OUT THE ALCOHOL FRIDGE, THE BLOKE EXPECTS PAYMENT BUT I GRAB HIM BY HIS MUGGY VIRGIN FLEECE AND SHOW HIM THE 3RD BLADE ON MY PEN KNIFE (MY FAVOURITE), I TELL THE NOTHING TO RE STOCK THE FRIDGES AND WAIT UNTIL HE PUTS THE LAST CAN IN TO EMPTY THEM AGAIN. THE BLOKE HAD GRASS WRITTEN ALL OVER HIS CHUBBY CHASE SO I PINGED HIM STUCK A WHOLE PLOUGHMANS SANDWICH IN HIS MOUTH AND DUCK TAPED IT SHUT. I CRACKED OPEN A BEER AND FLICKED THE FROTH ONTO HIM.

SAT DOWN AND STARTED CRACKING THE TINNYS OPEN AGAIN, SOME BLIND WOMEN SITS NEXT TO ME AND I TAKE FULL ADVANTAGE OF IT BY HANDING HER MY 12 INCHER AND TELL THE SPASTIC BINT, IT’S HER UMBRELLA. I HAVE HER TRYING TO OPEN IT FOR A FULL HALF AN HOUR BEFORE I SHOOT A LOAD ONTO HER BLACK SUN GLASSES. SHE ####S OFF AND I TUCK MYSELF BACK IN AND CARRY ON WITH THE DRINKING SESH.

DRINKING PINTS OF JACK DANIELS, QUADROPLE VODKA AND REDBULL AND GLASSES OF SAMBUCCA ALL AFTERNOON (YOU KNOW THE USUAL) IN THE TOWN CENTRE. SOME SCARFER PULLS ME UP IN THE TUDOR AND TELLS ME A SHIT JOKE, I LET HIM LAUGH HIS OWN JOKE OFF AND THEN I PUT A MAYFAIR SUPERKING OUT ON HIS HEAD, TIGHTEN UP HIS SCARF REAL TIGHT AND TELL THE c**t TO DO ONE BEFORE I GIVE HIM A DRY SLAP, THE c**t CRYS INTO HIS OFFICIAL MATCH PROGRAMME AND I TELL HIM TO LIVEN UP AND BUY HIM A J20 CAUSE I FELT GUILTY. I WENT TO GIVE IT TO HIM BUT REMEMBERED I’M A SICK PSYCOTIC c**t AND PUT IT OVER HIS HEAD AND WATCH HIM CRUMBLE TO THE FLOOR. I GOT HIS MOBILE OUT AND SENT A MSG. TO HIS WIFE & SAUCEPAN LIDS TELLING EM THAT HER HUSBAND HAD DIED IN A MOTORWAY ACCIDENT, SERVES THE c**t RIGHT FOR BEING AN UNFUNNY WRONGUN NO MARK.

GET TO COV AND IT’S ALL GOING OFF. I WADE IN WITH A FEW LEFT, RIGHT COMBOS, SOME MASSIVE c**t WALTZES UP TO ME “YOU MILLWALL YOU c**t?” BLOKE WAS EASILY THERE FINEST SOLDIER ON THE BATTLEFIELD SO I MERCY, MERCY HIM TO THE GROUND AND GIVE HIM A DOUBLE FOOTED STOMP TO THE HEAD AND HE HAS A FIT HEHE. COVENTRY GETTING SMASHED ALL OVER THE PLACE, I GRAB ONE c**t HOLD HIM WITH MY LEFT PULL MY GAZELLE OFF WITH MY RIGHT AND BEAT HIM TO THE FLOOR WITH MY SIZE 11 ADIDAS CLASSIC.

GET TO THE GROUND AND WATCH THE MIGHTY LIONS LOSE IN A BATTLING PERFORMANCE, I BATTER A STEWARD WITH A JUMBO HOT DOG SAUSAGE AT HALF TIME FOR GIVING ME A SNIDE LOOK. POLISHED OFF A COUPLE OF STEAK AND KIDNEYS AND A PINT OR 8 AND CAUGHT UP WITH SOME LONG TIME NO SEERS.

I COME OUT OF THE STADIUM AT FULL TIME AND OB ARE EVERYWHERE, I RUN TOWARDS OB AND THEY LOOK MISTIFIED I GRAB A COPPER, TELL HIM HARRY ROBERTS IS MY MATE AND PULL HIM OFF HIS POLICE HORSE, TWO SWIFT JABS TO THE THROAT AND HE IS IN A BAD WAY. I JUMP ONTO THE HORSE AND RIDE IT TOWARDS THE LEGION BOYS IN THE CAR PARK. THE HORSE REERS UP AND I FALL OFF AND LOOK A c**t BUT I JUMP UP AND PUT 40 OR 50 OF THEM ON THEIR ARSE, THROWING PUNCHES LIKE THEY WERE GOING OUT OF FASHION BEFORE THERE NUMBERS GET TO MUCH. I RUN IN TESCOS AND PUT A TESCO VALUE VICTORIA SPONGE ON MY DEBIT CARD, OPEN IT UP AND THE THING IS ROCK HARD LIKE I EXPECTED SO I START DOING PEOPLE WITH IT AND A COUPLE OF HANDY BODS GET DONE WITH THE VICTORIA SPONGE THEY ARE BANG IN TROUBLE NEEDING IMMEDIATE MEDICAL ATTENTION SO THE LEGION BOYS MELT AND JOG ON.

BANG, SOME OB WRONGUN SLAPS SOME CUFFS ON ME BUT I USE ALL MY STRENGTH AND BUST THE CHAIN LINKING THEM. I TELL THE CUNTS TO CATCH SOME PROPER CROOKS AND WADE INTO THEM SINGLE HANDED. I GET NICKED EVENTUALLY AFTER GIVING THE WHOLE COVENTRY POLICE FORCE A RUN FOR THEIR MONEY.

TRAIN BACK TO LONDON WHEN I PUT MY HAND THROUGH THE THICK GLASS WINDOW AND LET MYSELF OUT. GET TO LONDON AND TAKE A PISS ON A TRAMP, IT TRYS TO MOVE BUT I DRAG IT BACK AND FORCE THIS GOLDEN SHOWER ON IT. I NICK ITS 1 AND 2PS AND BUY A COUPLE OF DRUMSTICK LOLLYS, A CURLY WURLY AND A PACKET OF SALT AND VINEGAR CHIP STICKS.

I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE THINKING, I DIDN’T PULL. THIS TRIP WAS STRICTLY FIGHTING AND CLASS A DRUGS, I GO BACK TO THE TRAMP AND GIVE HER A SCORE FOR A BLOWJOB JUST SO YOU LOT WOULDN’T THINK I WAS A SHIT STABBER. I GET A 15MINUTE NOSH AND EMPTY MY LOAD ON THE TRAMPS ONE AND ONLY TOOTH (AT THE FRONT) AND KNOCK IT OUT. f**k OFF HOME ON THE TRAIN..

What a joker this boy his :lol: