I may have an issue with internet connection for a couple of days next week, so if I haven't appeared could some kind volunteer maintain the integrity of the count? It's important work :-)
And if we get to 1000 days ( and on the face of things at the mo we prob will) we'll do a review of the golden moments of Roland's 1000 day reign. It will be fairly quiet.
I love this thread. Every morning I open it predicting what it will say - and it makes me smile! If and when he goes can we have a days since he left count?
I love this thread. Every morning I open it predicting what it will say - and it makes me smile! If and when he goes can we have a days since he left count?
Along the lines of - Day 1. He's only gone and bloody left!!! THANK FUCK FOR THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How's that? ;-)
Day 883 and 884. Busy morning for the Great Man, as he potters about in his shed, he's got his collection of medium sized springs to count today and a few used rawl plugs to refurbish. Then a quick check on EBay for a new manager, before a coffee with a nice little amaretto biscuit. He's still here. Oh fuck.......
Day 887. He's still here, protecting the Valley for future generations of Charlton supporters to watch the stars of tomorrow play today. He's like a giant garlic bulb hanging over the Covered End ( aka The North Bank) saving us all from the Evil Varney Vampire. Oh fuck.......
Day 889. ( that's 21,336 hours Arsene) He's still here. Oh fuck.........
I was wondering why you gave the amount in hours too - then I saw my post. I think I was going to put something about hourly countdown until Meire's 48 hours were up. Must have got distracted! I'm not sure if hours look worse than days.....
Day 890 and 891. Chance for the Custodian Of The Valley to have a little lay in this morning after a busy week protecting the Fortress from Varney the Impaler. A flick through the Wilco catalogue for a left back and another coffee with those nice little amaretto biscuits. He's still here. Oh fuck.......
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It's important work :-)
It will be fairly quiet.
Here goes, deep breath.
Day 878.
He's still here.
Oh flip.......
You just need to work on the last word a bit
Oh F***
He's still here.
Oh fuck.....
He's still here.
Oh fuck.......
Day 1.
He's only gone and bloody left!!!
THANK FUCK FOR THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How's that? ;-)
Meanwhile -
Day 882.
He's still here.
Oh fuck........
Day
1.168
Hes a scumbag...
Busy morning for the Great Man, as he potters about in his shed, he's got his collection of medium sized springs to count today and a few used rawl plugs to refurbish. Then a quick check on EBay for a new manager, before a coffee with a nice little amaretto biscuit.
He's still here.
Oh fuck.......
He's still here.
Oh fuck........
He's still here.
Oh fuck........
He's still here, protecting the Valley for future generations of Charlton supporters to watch the stars of tomorrow play today. He's like a giant garlic bulb hanging over the Covered End ( aka The North Bank) saving us all from the Evil Varney Vampire.
Oh fuck.......
He's still here.
Oh fuck.......
He's still here.
Oh fuck.........
Chance for the Custodian Of The Valley to have a little lay in this morning after a busy week protecting the Fortress from Varney the Impaler.
A flick through the Wilco catalogue for a left back and another coffee with those nice little amaretto biscuits.
He's still here.
Oh fuck.......
He's still here.......
Oh fuck.......