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Post by dutchstokie on Jun 11, 2011 16:28:47 GMT
As we're trying to deal with these johnny foreigners on getting some talent in from Europe, I thought it would be good to put together a few useful phrases in transfer negotiation.... I'll start with "Cost throw a bow 'undred foot youth"? = "Can you throw a ball a hundred foot ? Next....  |
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Post by thedava on Jun 11, 2011 16:45:50 GMT
"ast got a towl yoffa, for ma undred foot throw in " = "have you got a towel young man, for my hundred foot throw in"  |
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Post by march4 on Jun 11, 2011 16:49:22 GMT
Cost work arrrdddd!
= Would you mind awfully, running around like a Duracell Bunny.
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Post by DaleDoback on Jun 11, 2011 16:49:39 GMT
ah conna beeleev you dunna have the cage in europe 'owd
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i cant believe you dont have "the cage" in europe my friend
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Post by xxstokiestanxx on Jun 11, 2011 18:29:29 GMT
up anly duck
=up hanley mr al-arabi
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Post by Edward Tattsyrup on Jun 11, 2011 19:32:32 GMT
ast been dine the bear pit,
have you been given a tour of the Britannia Stadium my friend.
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Post by pretzel on Jun 11, 2011 23:23:30 GMT
Cost thee bost eet up pitch
- could you deliver the ball onto Kenwyne's head from deep in your own half.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2011 23:46:09 GMT
Cunt
- Couldn't
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Post by gilberto on Jun 12, 2011 0:04:29 GMT
Cos goo front stick n flick eet on?
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Post by PoisonedDonkey on Jun 12, 2011 0:06:56 GMT
Fuck shit cunt twat dick nob wank
- Extremely sorry old chap, one is from the settlement of Burslem, this is how one communicates rah rah.
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Post by withnall on Jun 12, 2011 2:14:18 GMT
Yup nar. At dinnerin?
Hello there. Would you like lunch?
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Post by Kingswaystokie on Jun 12, 2011 8:27:01 GMT
Anner enny onye gor rennie on yer
Hasn't anyone got a ciggy.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2011 8:53:44 GMT
"'er's bosted"
Look there's the vice-chairwoman of West Ham United
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2011 9:18:47 GMT
Lukes lark Tone's sneeped
I think the manager wants to have a word about our first half performance
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Post by pearo on Jun 12, 2011 9:23:00 GMT
Ay's gorra touch lark n ironing bowd
He struggles to get the ball under control
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Post by mistergumby on Jun 12, 2011 9:59:22 GMT
Slightly off topic this but a genuine quote from my mate a few years back.
Thayt lark that theer Po Darson oo cost trap bo therty yard tater
Your ability is comparable to that of our reputable former centre half Mister Dyson who was capable of trapping a ball for a distance of 30 yards my friend.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2011 10:15:06 GMT
...and another one (I've been playing this game all morning by sms with a couple of mates from Stoke)
'im 'ool lurn yer 'ow trappeet n kickeet n worravyer
Gerry Francis
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Post by pretzel on Jun 12, 2011 10:39:08 GMT
Thayst gorra yed lark a thruppny bit.
- Welcome to the club Carlton Cole
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Post by mistergumby on Jun 12, 2011 10:41:18 GMT
Owed yer larrn
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Post by mistergumby on Jun 12, 2011 10:46:10 GMT
My mate on the phone:
Torate fayther? Ast go theesen sayson tickeet? Thray undered pined fer watch that lood ashite!
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Post by pearo on Jun 12, 2011 10:58:32 GMT
Chuck yer taayts n gluvs aweey thay cosna pu r'em on ayer
We only wear shirts, shorts and socks here sir
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Post by toddyssilkyskills on Jun 12, 2011 11:02:54 GMT
Cost thee kick a bow up the pitch n head eet till thee bost eet youf
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Post by toddyssilkyskills on Jun 12, 2011 11:04:44 GMT
Leave your talents at the door cus we don't play it on the floor |
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