Creaky Old Twat!!

So today i'm 30 and feck do i know it. I play 5 a side footy and i haven't played for nearly 2 weeks. Both ankles are shot to bits as are my heels and my right thigh



( hears the knackers yard calling)


The cat just scratched my finger as we were playing and Faye reckons it's cos i'm now old. Well, has it got nothing to do with the fact that she's a cat Faye?

Anyway i suppose today is the oldest i've felt in a while .

So to celebrate Andy style i'm off down the local alehouse to get rather tipsy, at 29 i would've got completely wankered. Guess that shows you how much more mature i am, i can use posh words for the same outcome.

Oh and my fecking hair is receding . Payback for all the Bruce pisstakes i reckon.