I will leave all the empty seats near me just as they are. I will not be ripping loads of them out in anger and flinging them angrily on the pitch in the 3rd minute.
I won't be bringing dog treats to distract the sniffer dogs
I won't be involved in the 11th minute pitch invasion.
I won't be hacking into the security system and pointing all of Keohanes special camera skyward.
I won't be bringing my two red marine flares into the stadium.
I won't be giving the emergency evacuation code over the tannoy 34 minutes after kick off.
I won't be helping the volunteers by handing out the 5,000 balloons with "Keohane is a bully" on them at the Liberal club from 1.30pm.
I won't be picking up the 1,000 leaflets written in English and Flemish explaining why Roland is a fruitlop, for sticking on car windows at his HQ in Ypres.
I will not be setting off the fire alarm at different times now I have the codes for the addressable alarm system.
And lastly I won't be paying a penny to get into the ground as CARD have confirmed 6 stewards are now members and will be letting agitators into the ground for a ten minute period from 2.20 at two separate gates (East stand and Jimmy Seed stand)
At 1.30pm I won't D lock myself to a barrier on the Charlton lane level crossing. Nor will I attempt to dump a truckload of old fridges and asbestos outside the club shop. I won't organise a mass wee wee on the concourses at half time, either.
I won't be doing what I normally do on a home match day......Going to get my free ticket and then having free food and drinks with my secret lover Friend Sue Perks.
I won't be driving the knackered old transit van I bought for cash sideways into the West Stand car park entrance gates. Nor will I be wearing a Balaclava while not doing this.
I think it's about 50 of us will not be getting Roland Out painted on our arses and displaying this to the world in the 7th minute. I think we're not doing this in the East stand ( actually could someone on here just confirm where we're not doing it, because best if we sit together to not do it. Could be a bit awkward if one of us is in the East Stand not doing it, and the other 49 are in the West not doing it! Won't be red faces all round!)
I will not be arranging for 40 drones to fly over the Valley and dump their load of horse manure on the pitch in a symbolic gesture of our current predicament.
I won't be travelling down from the north to throw stale Yorkshire puddings at Meire's head. Nor will I let my pigeons shit on her from a great height. My whippet hasn't told me what he's not doing though.
I will not be one of the 200 or more CAFC fans who will not be blockading the Coventry players hotel, by sitting in the road to stop the team coach from leaving, thus delaying the kick off.
I will definitely not be hijacking the signal from Brian Cole's radio mic and playing excerpts of the copious lies and crackpot statements the regime have made over the last two years together with snippets of Chris Powell's interview confirming Roland was telling him who to pick. That would be an awful thing to do and technically impossible anyway.
Airman Brown and his helpers won't be parachuting in to the Valley with the VOTV to inform the doubters that Thomas Driesen is a real person and is the Go to Laptop boy for the Douchebag regime.
I have no intention of shovelling up all of the horse shit outside the ground into one giant spade before hiding it in a perforated bag behind the radiators in the boardroom.
I will also not be unstitching the bottom of the curtains in the boardroom before inserting rancid prawns into the openings and stitching the curtains back up.
Finally, I will not be purchasing on Ebay a sealed box of Susan Boyle's most rancid farts before climbing into the ductwork and releasing the odour into the air con system serving the boardroom.
I certainly won't be carrying two wasps nests and chucking one of them into the corridor to the bogs from Bartrams, or doing a suicide run with the other one to the boardroom.
No one will break into the Valley the night before the game and spell Roland Out on the grass using weed killer
If someone didn't manage to do this it wouldn't be the ultimate insult to the regime and apologists who hold the pitch as one of the "great" things Roland has done.
No one will break into the Valley the night before the game and spell Roland Out on the grass using weed killer
If someone didn't manage to do this it wouldn't be the ultimate insult to the regime and apologists who hold the pitch as one of the "great" things Roland has done.
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I will not be ripping loads of them out in anger and flinging them angrily on the pitch in the 3rd minute.
I won't be involved in the 11th minute pitch invasion.
I won't be hacking into the security system and pointing all of Keohanes special camera skyward.
I won't be bringing my two red marine flares into the stadium.
I won't be giving the emergency evacuation code over the tannoy 34 minutes after kick off.
I won't be helping the volunteers by handing out the 5,000 balloons with "Keohane is a bully" on them at the Liberal club from 1.30pm.
I won't be picking up the 1,000 leaflets written in English and Flemish explaining why Roland is a fruitlop, for sticking on car windows at his HQ in Ypres.
I will not be setting off the fire alarm at different times now I have the codes for the addressable alarm system.
And lastly I won't be paying a penny to get into the ground as CARD have confirmed 6 stewards are now members and will be letting agitators into the ground for a ten minute period from 2.20 at two separate gates (East stand and Jimmy Seed stand)
secret loverFriend Sue Perks.Nor will I be wearing a Balaclava while not doing this.
I think we're not doing this in the East stand ( actually could someone on here just confirm where we're not doing it, because best if we sit together to not do it. Could be a bit awkward if one of us is in the East Stand not doing it, and the other 49 are in the West not doing it! Won't be red faces all round!)
m.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/34633692
with the VOTV to inform the doubters that Thomas Driesen is a real person and is the Go to Laptop boy for the Douchebag regime.
I will also not be unstitching the bottom of the curtains in the boardroom before inserting rancid prawns into the openings and stitching the curtains back up.
Finally, I will not be purchasing on Ebay a sealed box of Susan Boyle's most rancid farts before climbing into the ductwork and releasing the odour into the air con system serving the boardroom.
(Not sure if that's a joke, but it's what came to mind)