Post by onenedkelly on May 17, 2006 9:15:16 GMT
On the year of Anniversary of "30 Years" non success for Manchester City I can tell you this:-
The fucking Blue Noses got even more bitter
How has this happened? Well the Bitters have just got bitterer and this is down to the upbringing by Bitter parents.
I was more than fortunate when my old man said "to be a City fan" as the song goes but he would never take me Maine Rd as he was always to busy working away.
So my Mum took me to my first game at Old Trafford which was way after our success under Busby and way b4 99 (for all the Citeh fans whom claim the majority of United fans support them cos they are successfull, we were mediocre at the time but see how the mighty have risen.
The problem being not all women of todays generation are worthy of the title MOTHER and therefore will allow their children to be dragged up in their FATHERS footsteps, drinkin Stella in Mary D's with their dark trackie bottoms tucked into their Smurfs socks which are worn snug inside their Blue Reebok Classics whilst they rant on about being here "29 YEARS and were still here", whilst the other half the Pub sings "Were not really
here" a contradiction in terms which basically has resulted in mass confusion on their behalf where they're not sure if they are actually City supporters or merley just United haters, Though I can confirm they would have more success as the latter.
My team managed to win one of the four trophies on offer this season which you can describe as an achievement or maybe you see it as an under achievement but the one thing that REALLY stood out in the aftermath of our success was how the Bitterness has become so more potent with the Blue
Noses and for this I blame the Bitter parents for the bitterness that erupts from the volcano of our flowing success.
A bitter day to you all. #rock#
The fucking Blue Noses got even more bitter
How has this happened? Well the Bitters have just got bitterer and this is down to the upbringing by Bitter parents.
I was more than fortunate when my old man said "to be a City fan" as the song goes but he would never take me Maine Rd as he was always to busy working away.
So my Mum took me to my first game at Old Trafford which was way after our success under Busby and way b4 99 (for all the Citeh fans whom claim the majority of United fans support them cos they are successfull, we were mediocre at the time but see how the mighty have risen.
The problem being not all women of todays generation are worthy of the title MOTHER and therefore will allow their children to be dragged up in their FATHERS footsteps, drinkin Stella in Mary D's with their dark trackie bottoms tucked into their Smurfs socks which are worn snug inside their Blue Reebok Classics whilst they rant on about being here "29 YEARS and were still here", whilst the other half the Pub sings "Were not really
here" a contradiction in terms which basically has resulted in mass confusion on their behalf where they're not sure if they are actually City supporters or merley just United haters, Though I can confirm they would have more success as the latter.
My team managed to win one of the four trophies on offer this season which you can describe as an achievement or maybe you see it as an under achievement but the one thing that REALLY stood out in the aftermath of our success was how the Bitterness has become so more potent with the Blue
Noses and for this I blame the Bitter parents for the bitterness that erupts from the volcano of our flowing success.
A bitter day to you all. #rock#