I can't understand logarithms. Or Swahili. Or Milton Keynes.
Or people who like "The Office", which is just drivel.
I will Foxy.
He's fucking ace.
If I had a sister I'd let Monty shag her. Really.
Perhaps it's in a way like Bob Booker. Not the greatest ever, not the greatest in the squad or even playing that day, but a trier who does the job required of him by the manager. And until we can afford to buy and play better then perhaps we will always have a Monty, or a player like him.
Anyway, that's it. I think he's great, apart from when he's not, which isn't often, and according to my wife all I do in my spare time is watch football, so I feel eminently qualified to talk about him.
I also like whisky in all it's guises, except for Teacher's, and I like Wensleydale cheese. I like vanilla ice cream, and I like steak and kidney pudding. I like cigars, and the smell of a new book. If you don't like some of these then that's fine, you can detest them all you like, you can write about your hatred of them every day but you won't stop me enjoying them. And you won't make me change my mind.