The Righteous Elite overcame the wall and a four goal deficit to vanquish the oh so camp JMF by three goals in the weekly battle of good against evil. This weeks game was subject to an outrageous attempt at provocation by an outburst of shopping at Tescos by primary MoFo Jamon. Rumour has it there was a special on KY jelly and miniature condoms.
The match was nip and tuck for the first quarter, Crespo conjuring up a wonder goal, before the JMF manged to leave each others arses alone to open an unexpected four goal lead, punctuated by some vicious Lobon taunting by Jamon and dastardly fouling by the usually placid dead eye. Just as it appeared that evil would envelope the land, the Elite dug deep to pull themselves level, goals coming from johnnywest, clogs and euro to set up what was assumed to be a tense do or die final five minutes. Then Jamon took up residence between the the sticks, immediately letting in two soft goals, before conceding one between his legs which seemed to take the wind out of the JMF sails, a late dead eye goal being of scant consolation.
The Elite are on a roll, the JMF have been found wanting for three consecutive weeks, soon they will be begging for a change of personnel and the fight against evil will take another turn.
THEY'RE DIM, THEY'RE DUMB, THEY LOVE THE TASTE OF CUM, JMF,... JMF...
YOU SHUT UUUUPPPPPPP!!!!!
Custom Search
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
6 comments:
Yet again your verbal drivel has had to edit to revel the truth:
The homo-Elite came over the wall due to a spawny four goal deficit to only just beat the rock-hard JMF by three goals in the weekly battle of good (JMF)against evil (Homo-Euro). This weeks game was subject to righteous provocation by JMF'ESCO Jamon. Euro reckons there's a special on KY jelly and miniature condoms but Jmon ignored him - the small dicked Euro arse bandit who needs nip and tuck.
Spawny Crespo spawned a lucky goal, before the JMF fired in the usual four goal lead, punctuated by some vicious Lobon taunting by Jamon and skillful play by the placid dead eye. Just as it appeared that skill overcome the hopeless Euro's, the wankers dug deep to pull themselves level, goals coming from johnnywest, clogs and euro to set up what was assumed to be a tense do or die final five minutes.
Then amazinly Jamon took up residence between the the sticks and overcome with pity for the shite opposition he immediately let in two goals.
To conclude: The "special needs" Elite have been allowed another consolation win my the kind-hearted the JMF but this will not continue because I predict their generosity will nto last much longer - beware Nabwood botty stalkers.
HIS FAT, HIS ROUND, HE'S CLOSE TO THE GROUND EURO TOSS, EURO TOSS.
My aren't we the gracious loser. Don't forget a hanky to wipe your gayboy tears when we stuff you again next week.
Long live the "supersaving" Jamon. If he keeps goal as well as he did this week then the euro elite will allways provail.
he's bald and round and makes the jmf look like clowns , euro Bri, euro Bri.
Super Lobbon
Apparently he's practising with a greased pig in his hallway.
Do you two comedians write your hilarious double act whilst cuddling up of an evening, under ya duvet, sipping horlics?
The tone of your comment implies that little piggy is still on the loose.
Post a Comment