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Saturday, February 28, 2009
Boro 2-0 Liverpool
Was in a pretty good mood so I decided to ajak my dad watch the game with the MyRawkites. That, and also because I needed a lift to the new venue. Bloody hell Sunway ok?
Michael Thomas dropped by today. Who, you ask? He's an ex-Liverpool player who scored against us for Arsenal. That was the goal which cost us the league in 1989. Yup I was born that year and dad mentioned it many times before.
I didn't know who was the dude who just walked in and I overheard Bernard greeting him as "Michael". Now, I only know 2 Michaels who were ex-Reds so I thought, okay that is DEFINITELY not Owen so it's gotta be Thomas. Then.. who the eff is Michael Thomas again?
Searched high and low for dad who turned out to be washing his eyes in the toilet. When he came back to the table, I told him that Michael Thomas's here and he was like, OH? Apparently he greeted him in the toilet and didn't know who he was. -___-' I think it was quite nice for him to drop by but I found it quite weird that he just slipped out unannounced.
Anyway,
Shit Loads of Luck + Xabi's Hip + Hunger + Good defending = Victory.
That's my point of view for the game. Short eh?
Oh and Babel was useless.
xxx, humbuggers
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