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Following on from the marriage thread.
Come on then must be some belters.
Impregnated his unmarried daughter and brought the resulting child up to be a Sunderland fanFollowing on from the marriage thread.
Come on then must be some belters.
Think it was Brentford (very small allocation).Remember seeing someone on twitter convince a mag that he had a spare ticket for one their away games (villa i think) and that he'd meet him down there to give him the ticket.
Said mag travelled down and rang him, only to be greeted by a bunch of lads singing Anti newcastle chants downt the phone
I love how dark your humour is.My mag uncle burst out laughing cos I got Bellion on the back of our home top at the time so I flushed his and his wifes heart medication down the toilet
Where's local?This mackem living local said"you'll never win a cup" when he saw me getting in my taxi to central station on the big day.
Proper nawty eh!?
middle of summer I was on 3rd floor of work office. Mag was moving on and the presentation was in upstairs office. He was presented with Mag black and white shirt. He knew I was Mackem, threw it in my face and laughing shouted what do you think of that then.Following on from the marriage thread.
Come on then must be some belters.
Did you spill the beans at their funerals?My mag uncle burst out laughing cos I got Bellion on the back of our home top at the time so I flushed his and his wifes heart medication down the toilet
Used to love the tales of people ringing The Strawberry after a Derby win
I'm sure Quinny told a story in his autobiography about ringing a Mag pub when they were playing in The Champions League one night and claiming he was from Sky and told the landlord he needed to go up an re-adjust his satellite dish, thus making the picture gan fuzzy![]()
To be fair mate, if he was the sort that was bragging about it all day then fuck him.Once created a letter from 'NUFC' stating that my mag mate was being invited for trials with Newcastle. Posted it through his letterbox and let him brag about it all of the next day at school before we told him it was b*llocks.
We were about 12 at the time like, canny harsh in hindsight![]()
Just completely ignoring them. Winds them up something rottenFollowing on from the marriage thread.
Come on then must be some belters.
I'm surprised anybody in there knows how to answer a phone.Used to love the tales of people ringing The Strawberry after a Derby win