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> "Joe Horowitz" <jh007c3183NOSPAM@blueyonder.co.uk> wrote in message
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> > Bollocks. Cook's fine, more than ready. My only worry about Cook is his
> > tackling- he doesn't mess about, does he? I caught one off him in
training
> > last week, and I couldn't cross my legs for three hours after that. In a
> > real match, I'm pretty sure he would have been sent off.
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> To be honest Joe, I'd just be happy if Cooky could keep his tackling on
the
> pitch.  We've all been subject to vicious Cook challenges on the training
> field but the other day the cunt slid me in the middle of fucking Safeway.
> Turns out he'd been stalking me for half the day waiting to take me
> unawares.  All we need is for Cook to tackle the ref the night before the
> match, when he's in bed with his wife or something.
>

What do you expect you cunt with your lad-di-da name and fancy dan foreign
skills. I tolerated it whilst you were in the fruit section even though your
kumquats and Sharon fruit really tested my composure. I even kept my cool as
I watched you over aisle 6 as you picked up the balsamic vinegar and
anchovies. Poncey floncey cunt I thought but I kept it to myself at that
point.

Then you had to go and stop at the deli counter, only you picked 6 of the
numbered tickets - you were going to be there that fucking long. I should
have guessed it Mr Jon de fucking Souza, what's wrong with plain old "John"
huh ?

Chorizo, Stuffed Olives, Parma Ham & Emmental you were just going crazy.
Enough, I thought, its cunts like you ruining the English game with your
foreign influence, "just go for the breaded ham or pork pie with egg in it"
I cried out, but no, you had to go and ask for some fucking Salami di
Napoli. SALAMI DI NAPOLI, oh the humanity, the red mist came down at that
point. That's when I ran up behind you and twatted you with the value jar of
Piccalilli.

Oh the sweet sweet pleasure of it. "Now he knows he's in a game" I thought
as I wandered off. Only, you were simply doing your shopping. Funny old
game.