summary of my day at qpr

Sorry he man.

I should just roll over like you. Ok cheers.

i have never rolled over, i stand my ground.
i am not he man, i don't pretend to be someone i'm not.
i'm just a f*cking psycho who will go toe to toe if i have to.

psycho? I'd probably say mentally challenged if I was honest.

That was quality Chief that was more eventfull than my day !!

The build up to the game i was soaking up the atmosphere and warned casual to watch his jacket as the guy behind was dribbling a balti pie everywere and making a complete mess of it. i dont need to go into anything about the game as there are plenty of threads about it.

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I ended up with balti pie all over my hood, messy tw*t.

should of gone for the pork pies mate haha cracking story
c-mob you must be dizzy blud cause everyone just wants you to f**k OFF its plain and simple f**k OFF

Horse

Loved the picture. Also a tad annoyed that I didn't get a mention seeing as I was walking to the ground with you, Claire and Milly. Nevermind

Horse

Loved the picture. Also a tad annoyed that I didn't get a mention seeing as I was walking to the ground with you, Claire and Milly. Nevermind

theres a few who didnt get a mention as didnt know their username off here

Horse

Loved the picture. Also a tad annoyed that I didn't get a mention seeing as I was walking to the ground with you, Claire and Milly. Nevermind

theres a few who didnt get a mention as didnt know their username off here

"Top day at the footy, home, curry with my gorgeous mrs, 26, brunette, size 8 (had 2 kids) and she's got a shaven haven. Great fun with my nippers before putting them to bed then feet up for match of the day & fl show & drive you mad. Long day tomorrow taking the family out to a farm then a hog roast for dinner then out with a few boys for a birthday in Camden."

Having lived in SOUTH LONDON for over 25 years, the only time I have ever heard "mrs" used in reference to ones wife/girlfriend/special friend was in a shit film. I strongly suspect you are one of the following or a combination:

a) Seventeen years old or thereabouts
b) Have little to no knowledge of the city you pretend to live in
C) A tea boy within government
d) Mentally ill
e) A member of some ridiculous left wing organisation.
f) One of the dicks from CCMB, there's quite a few of them who fit a - e!
g) A sad little person.

Get a propper job, earn some coin and support Chelsea, they're the top dogs on your manner, always have been always will.

That was so much better reading than the match report LMFAO

got up early with good intentions of a good day out but in fact it was the opposite.

left my house about 8.20 as my car was parked at the bottom of my hill. walked down to my car and drove to nantgarw to be picked up. parked near the traffic lights and walked down to the slip road were i saw premier 1 walking towards his car an wen he noticed me waved and told me to goto his car. he told me the bus was running late so to come to mcdonalds so im not waitng in the cold. got to mcdonalds and saw Chris-ccfc, ian (bakedalaska) and a few other lads that i know. we headed back to the slip road after about 20mins in mcdonalds and saw casual (sorry mate cant remember ur name)

Got on the bus and i went next to casual and the other lads my age. Had a good trip and good banter until reading services were i couldnt decide between buying and pork pie or a ham and cheese slice by the time i decided i thought better look for the lads from the bus see what they are up too. i couldnt find any of them so went outside only to realise that the bus had gone and i was left stranded at reading servies. i blame the organiser and the lads i was sitting near you know who u r (or maybe it was my fault for taking too long)

Ended up jumping on a pop and crisps for the rest of the journey and it was pretty boring on there with 1 guy telling me to be quiet when i started singing i'll be there as the stands version was on a cd someone had on the bus. Got to shepards bush f got off there and walk into O Neils ring carl to see were they were as i thought they would be in the pub they hadn't arrived yet which im still not sure how that happened as they left before the other bus,.. so i waited round for the bus to arrive so i could get my stuff off the bus. i didnt see the bus arrive but next thing i know i see some of the lads from the bus walking into walkabout then a bus pull off so meant i didnt have a jumper for the game and i was cold already.

left walkabout to meet my brother and his wife who had travelled down from Manchester for the game. saw them outside the pub for a bit and stood chatting. They then went for a wander around Shepards bush and I said im going to stay and walk up with the police escort. Walked up with Milli and Claire and we came off the main road and saw police everywhere and loads of police dogs about there had been a bit of trouble. we kept walking and realised we were walking straight into the mob of qpr so we turned around and went around the police fans and joined up with the Cardiff fans surrounded by police. milli and claire disapeared and im standing on my own. Another police escort of Cardiff fans came up the road behind us and were chanting then this pretty big bald lad comes up to me pushed me in the chest saying did you call me a sheepshagger i tried explaining that i was a Cardiff fan but he pushed me again so i jus turned around an walked off. I headed for the ground and got stuck outside with police not letting people in. I finally got in and saw casual in the ground and we decided to look for somewere to stand.

The build up to the game i was soaking up the atmosphere and warned casual to watch his jacket as the guy behind was dribbling a balti pie everywere and making a complete mess of it. i dont need to go into anything about the game as there are plenty of threads about it.

well after the game I was heading back from the ground to the bus and was with my brother jus chatting about wat we thought of the game. we were watching the bits of trouble goin on and saying its the same everyyear with the police having no control. He headed off for the tube and i saw some lads that i know jus around the road talking about the trouble.Then the police tryed clearing the road and i got head butted by a police horse as it turned around so i wandered down the road looking for the bus ( the original bus i was on) couldnt find it for the life of me and was phoning claire milli and everyone else to see were it was as i wasnt by all the other busses it was in a carpark hidden away with a few other buses around it.

well the bus journey home was pretty uneventful compared to the way there. As we approached newport casual said he will have to walk home i offered him a lift as it isnt too far from nantgarw and said just watch to complete my day my car goin to be stuck so wont be able to move and we will both be stuck. The bus got back to nantgarw and we trecked up nantgarw hill up to the traffic lights to get to my car. The windows were all frozen so i started the engine and scraped the ice of with my bank card. we moved up the road slightly only to realise that the screen had frozen inside while we were scraping the ice off the outside. we scraped it off and headed to radyr. Driving bak we tried to warm up after our cold trek but my heaters only work if i do over 40mph and with the ice i didnt want to go to fast so had cold air blowing. driving through radyr we turned the fans off and heard a clunking noise i wasnt sure wat it was so kept driving abit then lost power on a hill and the car cut out. i thought it could be the radiator and my car overheating as the water was frozen so i topped up the water with some warmer water from the boot of my car. we were fine for a bit longer then got near casuals house and he said by here would be fine he got out and went on his way. i topped the water up abit more as it sounded fine after i put the water in so headed home. got as far as nantgarw hill and it kept cutting out again and clunking. i got to the top as some guy was right on my tail and he wouldve hit me if i stopped to pull over. i got to the roundabout and decided to stop and call my old man. he came picked me up and we jus left the car.

so all in all i got left in reading, told to be quiet when singing on the bus, got pushed by a big bloke, squashed going into the ground, nearly had balti pie all over my jacket, froze during the game, got headbutted by a police horse, lost the bus after the game and my car has broke down, but its all in the name of following my club and it will create memories of another trip to qpr . Bring on the next Away trip

This little light of mine, im gonna let it shine