MANCHESTER UNITED

Today is the 23rd day of FEbruary and its also the day the champions league hits the group stages.I have supported Man U for 11 years and have the confidence to state ive only missed around 12 games in the last 3 seasons(in all competions including friendlies).So today i wear my Red Devil armour and the confidence bestowed on me by the Gaffa and walk down the streets of my favourite city with my head held so high to intimidate the Italian fraternity and fellow haters here and there who refuse to accept the fact that 'we' are the greatest team ever!!!!!!!

So if by chance you may come across me on this streets be sure to acknowledge with the humble statement of Glory, Glory, Man United!

BLAINE!

I have lately been devoid of feeling.I have nothing but a circumstancial smirk on my face and it has become perplexing to my normally subtle existence.But what causes my bout of no feelings i cant explain in logical legal terminology but on Blaine i can.This creature,unworldly, is utterly repulsive yet eye catching.His theatrics have planted in me the seeds of distrust in life as it is and a questioning of my conservative lifestyle.
So that is how i arrived at this juncture in life where any choice taken will lead to the creation of a lifetype pretty unsimilar to me.Yet this choice has slowly eaten away into my system causing me to accept it rather than throw a fit in rejection.
This choice my bros in 'fros is according to Mr.Freud, "the deviant accepting the inevitable and conforming to the rest of society in a process known as GROWING UP."So i guess i have finally shed my youngin' ways and accepted to be a stereotype of my nation.