I've just logged in and read the Euro stuff then spotted this thread. It usually makes me smile but I'd got so into the Euros that I'd forgotten about Roland. Bugger
One day Roland will be gone, Arsene, even if it is when the universe expands so much everything falls apart. And it is unlikely the sofa will survive either So it is a small crumb of comfort as the days pass. The universe is coming for you, Roland....
I've been thinking, as we are nearing the milestone of 900 days of Roland Duct-tape, that it needs a little commemoration. So on Day 900 I have decided to blow up a balloon with Roland's fizzhog on it, and then let it down slowly, so that it makes a varied range of little farting noises. That, for me, will sum up the Regime's first 900 days perfectly.
Day 897 and 898. One of our hero's more cherished weekends being almost the one that is as far away from Christmas and goodwill as it is possible to be. He has a busy morning stock taking his collection of drawing pins. It should be ok this year. 2 years ago the total was one out, and he flew into an enormous rage, till he found it stuck to the sole of his shoe. Neither shoe nor pin needed any duct tape magic that day. He's looking forward to his coffee today, with the nice little amaretto biscuit. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he's still here. Oh fuck.......
Day 897 and 898. One of our hero's more cherished weekends being almost the one that is as far away from Christmas and goodwill as it is possible to be. He has a busy morning stock taking his collection of drawing pins. It should be ok this year. 2 years ago the total was one out, and he flew into an enormous rage, till he found it stuck to the sole of his shoe. Neither shoe nor pin needed any duct tape magic that day. He's looking forward to his coffee today, with the nice little amaretto biscuit. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he's still here. Oh fuck.......
Why counting 2 days together? AND one hasn't happened yet. Lazy very lazy. If he leaves later today you'll have buggered the count.
I always do the weekends together because no one sells football clubs at the weekend though the way we are going we'll probably be sold at a boot fair actually make that a reconditioned shoe fair And lazy??? I'm trying to run a pretend farm here! I have to get up two hours before I go to bed to look after these poxy non existent animals!! Hurt of Maidstone
Well, it's been 900 days of wasted time, opportunity and talent for Charlton Athletic Football Club, worse off in all senses under Count Roland. But the Count goes on, doesn't he. And so does this one. Day 901. He's still here. Oh fuck......
(There's an awful lot of counting going on, these days, have you noticed, it seems to be catching on ) Anyway back to the count that REALLY matters. Day 903. He still Remains though we all wish he'd Leave Oh fuck......
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So it is a small crumb of comfort as the days pass.
The universe is coming for you, Roland....
And Roman bought the Blues
We've got a Belgian Blofeld
Who duct tapes up his shoes.
Day 893.
He's still here.
Oh fuck......
He's still here.
Oh fuck.........
He's still here.
Oh fuck......
Soon as he sells up should be a thread - "counting the days till Roland dies"
*Awaiting the biggest mother f*cking flag from Colin* ^
Go on, do it.
So on Day 900 I have decided to blow up a balloon with Roland's fizzhog on it, and then let it down slowly, so that it makes a varied range of little farting noises.
That, for me, will sum up the Regime's first 900 days perfectly.
Day 896.
He's still here.
Oh fuck.....
One of our hero's more cherished weekends being almost the one that is as far away from Christmas and goodwill as it is possible to be. He has a busy morning stock taking his collection of drawing pins. It should be ok this year. 2 years ago the total was one out, and he flew into an enormous rage, till he found it stuck to the sole of his shoe. Neither shoe nor pin needed any duct tape magic that day.
He's looking forward to his coffee today, with the nice little amaretto biscuit.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he's still here.
Oh fuck.......
And lazy??? I'm trying to run a pretend farm here! I have to get up two hours before I go to bed to look after these poxy non existent animals!!
Hurt of Maidstone
He's still here.
Oh monster fuck........
He wears a Belgian hat,
And if it gets a hole in it,
He'll be sure to duct tape that
He fits them into cars,
He'd better sell a fuckload,
To pay for Naby Sarr
It's a milestone that weighs a little heavy on the mind.
He's still here
It's a caps lock moment.
OH FUCK......
But the Count goes on, doesn't he.
And so does this one.
Day 901.
He's still here.
Oh fuck......
He's still here. And it's raining.
Oh fuck....
As 3blokes would say - Oh fuck....
Anyway back to the count that REALLY matters.
Day 903.
He still Remains though we all wish he'd Leave
Oh fuck......