Post by themarkedman72 on Sept 17, 2010 23:33:25 GMT
I was going through the rubbish outside Old trafford and I found this letter from SAF office to the Bulgarain post office dated for the start of the season but seemingly left unsent.......
To whom it may concern,
My name is Sir ALex Ferguson.
Thats a Knighthood which for you lot practically makes me a Vampire so a little respect for me is due you bloody Gypsies.
I have sent you good money for a world class striker and I havent got it...I have been waiting two years and I am way past nice. I have been patient but now I want a result. Either you give me what I paid for or I want my money back.
Really you should consider yourselves lucky I dont send my cousin Vlad over to impale your arses on a giant icy pole stick.
You took my 30 million squid two years ago and I have seen nought.
I am never buying foreign again as Girly name Platini is changing the rules to make it better for his frog mates cuz he is a cheating bigot who wants to deny blokes like ronaldo and bebe a new beginning in a better place. Well he is a twat.
Every now and then I like a bit of foreign..a change up from whats at home!!
SOmetimes I want some sushi or frogs legs...a man cant live on hagis alone you know!
Local is good but due to the outrageous cost of a local model and the fact that the only world class english model was already in my garage I decided to go for an import.
I got a Bulgarian with all the add ons, bells and whistles, tight control, sublime technique, ability to create and finish,giant footballing brain, attractive to hot chicks despite looking like nosferatu and most importantly eccentric personality.
I admit I got a bit carried away with the cheap conversion rate due to the strength of the pound versus the Lev and I over spent a little.
However having paid top dollar I expect my bulagarian Rolls Royce to arrive pronto!! Smicko, straight out of the box on to the pitch and humming.
BUT NO not with the Bulgarians, they do it at their own speed.
Well I want a refund.
I want a Bulgarian Cantona or I am gonna jam an icy pole stick up the bulgarian post office's arse or my name isnt SIR Alex Ferguson.
Kind regards
Fergie.
Well....just so happensI found a follow up memo to his secretary....
To the small Mancunian lady with the big knockers that types my letters and pours my J.W. blues all day.... Bin that letter to the Bulgarian post office my package finally arrived. One world class, something from nothing, can pull a magic wand out of his arse Bulgarian Rolls Royce with all the trimmings.
FAN-Fucking-TASTic.
Tell them next time I want a discount on the postage for slow delivery.
Signed Big AL
the King of the true MAnchester.
To whom it may concern,
My name is Sir ALex Ferguson.
Thats a Knighthood which for you lot practically makes me a Vampire so a little respect for me is due you bloody Gypsies.
I have sent you good money for a world class striker and I havent got it...I have been waiting two years and I am way past nice. I have been patient but now I want a result. Either you give me what I paid for or I want my money back.
Really you should consider yourselves lucky I dont send my cousin Vlad over to impale your arses on a giant icy pole stick.
You took my 30 million squid two years ago and I have seen nought.
I am never buying foreign again as Girly name Platini is changing the rules to make it better for his frog mates cuz he is a cheating bigot who wants to deny blokes like ronaldo and bebe a new beginning in a better place. Well he is a twat.
Every now and then I like a bit of foreign..a change up from whats at home!!
SOmetimes I want some sushi or frogs legs...a man cant live on hagis alone you know!
Local is good but due to the outrageous cost of a local model and the fact that the only world class english model was already in my garage I decided to go for an import.
I got a Bulgarian with all the add ons, bells and whistles, tight control, sublime technique, ability to create and finish,giant footballing brain, attractive to hot chicks despite looking like nosferatu and most importantly eccentric personality.
I admit I got a bit carried away with the cheap conversion rate due to the strength of the pound versus the Lev and I over spent a little.
However having paid top dollar I expect my bulagarian Rolls Royce to arrive pronto!! Smicko, straight out of the box on to the pitch and humming.
BUT NO not with the Bulgarians, they do it at their own speed.
Well I want a refund.
I want a Bulgarian Cantona or I am gonna jam an icy pole stick up the bulgarian post office's arse or my name isnt SIR Alex Ferguson.
Kind regards
Fergie.
Well....just so happensI found a follow up memo to his secretary....
To the small Mancunian lady with the big knockers that types my letters and pours my J.W. blues all day.... Bin that letter to the Bulgarian post office my package finally arrived. One world class, something from nothing, can pull a magic wand out of his arse Bulgarian Rolls Royce with all the trimmings.
FAN-Fucking-TASTic.
Tell them next time I want a discount on the postage for slow delivery.
Signed Big AL
the King of the true MAnchester.