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Sir Calumn
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Soccer players? No, they're t-shirt designers!
A new gay fad has begun in the city of Manchester or to be more precise, within the M11 district of Manchester. A fad that has turned cocky, arrogant football players into t-shirt designers.
They’ve won the Premier League and now they’re participating in a new hobby, t-shirt designing.
The game at Wastelands yesterday caused a faggy-little French guy to flash off his new t-shirt designing skills, displaying a message on the t-shirt, to fulfill his ambition as an attention seeking whore.
We’ve seen Carlos Tevez do it, now it’s Samir Nasri.
Which raises the question, how did they find the time to do it? I’d rather not know that but it’s probably similar when they’re at home, flower-arranging or something gay like that.
Perhaps, they should concentrate on what they’re actually paid to do, rather than participate in a sad and pathetic charade, ironing Premier League lextra lettering to their underarmour shirts. A laughable and pathetic excuse of passing the time, I might add.
If it were me, playing for Manchester Pity erm..City, I’d express this gay little farce by printing on my own shirt, in the following four words, “I’m a daft twat!”.
If the entire Manchester City squad spend their time, sitting in their laundry rooms, ironing meaningless comments to their shirts, instead of actually going outside, training and playing football, then they’re going to throw away their title aspirations.
I can just picture Wayne Rooney, at the end of the season, tattooing the following on his bum cheeks, “Goodbye City! Champ20ns! Kiss my white arse!” and posting it on Twitter whilst the City players are still in their laundry rooms, learning how to spell “WE ARE LOSERS” and ironing them onto their shirts.
