McNasty
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PB in a tracksuit tonight.
You really are Phil Brown.
You really are Phil Brown.
PB in a tracksuit tonight.
You really are Phil Brown.
Proof from his twittergram account
Horts here. I’m lost. Really lost. And if truth be known, a bit ****ed off. And skint. And I’m missing me Mum.
Boss said we were all up for a bit of Posh on Tuesday which I thought was a good idea so, knowing he likes some sunshine for his mid-winter break I packed me Buckaroo deluxe set and took off from Heathrow last Sunday ahead of the team to prepare for everyone – I am the clubs “Football Co-ordinator” after all. Sarfend’s Mr Fix It, that’s me.
Anyways, on getting to Los Angeles I got us all booked in a hotel - Ron hates tents. Got us a great deal at Big Macs Hostel – was well chuffed, only $11.99 a night each including an ‘all you can eat pancake syrup extravaganza breakfast’ and a sunbed for Boss so he can tan his tangerines. Twin rooms, no top to pinkies this time (Boss hated Blackpool, I’d forgotten to do me toenails), though as there’s 23 of us I thought Power Ranger could just stay up all night which isn’t usually a problem.
I then decide to go and look up Posh to check she’s up for it (so to speak), get on me hired Vespa and go off to this big house on a hill which I’d seen on ‘Through The Keyhole’. I knocks on the door, asks to see Posh and gets thumped by this tart who says she’s Geri. How should I know? Those Spice birds all look the same. Never mind I thought, Boss will know where Posh is, he circulates in high circles – he knows that guy off Goal Rush.
So I went back to the gaff, had me complimentary Iron Bru and pancake stack, and waited for the boys. And I’m still ****in waiting. Mooners knicked me mobile so I can’t ring Boss, and I’ve heard nothing from no one. Surely someone is missing me? I can’t keep playing solo Buckaroo, the Donkey is getting worn out and I accidentally flipped the plastic spade into the room waffle maker and he doesn’t flip as much without a full load. Plus the money’s run out, I might need to go and see if my best friend Geri will put me oop.
If anyone reads this message in a bottle do come and get me, just ask for Horts, everyone knows who I am.
Up the Vale x