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The Ron Atkinson Racist Fat Arsehat (RARFA) association would like to invite all Blades, who like any style of football, to any pub in the Worksop area on Tuesday the 12th of July. We'll be drinking some form of liquid (you're free to choose according to taste) and talking about the beautiful game.
We're all Blades so you can drink whatever the fuck you like, even Special Brew or White Lightning if that's what takes your fancy. Feel free to argue that Blackwell and Adams are the best managers to ever grace BDTBL (every debate deserves to be heard and rebutted, even the ludicrous). Any talk of arty farty, shitty shoddy, glory hunter Champions League football is forbidden, conversations about Blades legends like Currie, Deane, Edwards, Kelly, Shaw and Whitehouse will be flowing like the Thunderbird Blue. If you want to talk about which team is better from the the current Barcelona side, AC Milan with the Dutch trio of Gullit, Rjkiard and Van Basten or Real Madrid with De Stefano feel free to join a conversation with another plastic who cares about such things. Blades wearing any shirt with Fatty Foulkes on the back will be warmly welcomed.
If you have never heard of Byron, Keates or Shelley then nobody really cares. Nor if you can’t think beyond Romeo and Juliet, MacBeth or Hamlet when thinking of William Shakespeare. Being able to recite Milton’s paradise lost is a bit strange but we'll turn a blind eye because we're all Blades aren't we? If you need to Google Joyce, Wells and Kipling to know who they are then you might be perfectly normal. Reading any other Orwell book apart from 1984 is a bit fucking strange. But alas, we are not racist and if you wish to discuss the merits of Solzhenitsyn, Tolstoy, Hugo, Zorillo, Juarez, Hemmingway or Dostoevsky then we'll all think you're a bit smug, pompous, pretentious, aloof, shallow and ostentatious. After all, you're attending a pre-football piss up not the Fabian summer gala.
If you have ever contemplated that what Thatcher did was right, then don’t even think about applying for RARFA membership. Conservatives should generally keep quiet in case some meat head former miner takes exception and sticks an Eric Pickles up your Michael Gove.
You will be expected to swear an allegiance to the blades and vow to do your upmost to ensure that pigs are forever banished from Beautiful Down Town Bramall Lane. RARFA will not stop in its quest to bring free flowing, attractive, effective, alcohol consumption to S2 and its members should be expected to drink themselves stupid for the cause.
So, on Tuesday July the 12th, come along for a few pints of whatever takes your fancy and listen to the pissed up orchestra of South Yorkshire accents talking a load of bollocks.
We're all Blades so you can drink whatever the fuck you like, even Special Brew or White Lightning if that's what takes your fancy. Feel free to argue that Blackwell and Adams are the best managers to ever grace BDTBL (every debate deserves to be heard and rebutted, even the ludicrous). Any talk of arty farty, shitty shoddy, glory hunter Champions League football is forbidden, conversations about Blades legends like Currie, Deane, Edwards, Kelly, Shaw and Whitehouse will be flowing like the Thunderbird Blue. If you want to talk about which team is better from the the current Barcelona side, AC Milan with the Dutch trio of Gullit, Rjkiard and Van Basten or Real Madrid with De Stefano feel free to join a conversation with another plastic who cares about such things. Blades wearing any shirt with Fatty Foulkes on the back will be warmly welcomed.
If you have never heard of Byron, Keates or Shelley then nobody really cares. Nor if you can’t think beyond Romeo and Juliet, MacBeth or Hamlet when thinking of William Shakespeare. Being able to recite Milton’s paradise lost is a bit strange but we'll turn a blind eye because we're all Blades aren't we? If you need to Google Joyce, Wells and Kipling to know who they are then you might be perfectly normal. Reading any other Orwell book apart from 1984 is a bit fucking strange. But alas, we are not racist and if you wish to discuss the merits of Solzhenitsyn, Tolstoy, Hugo, Zorillo, Juarez, Hemmingway or Dostoevsky then we'll all think you're a bit smug, pompous, pretentious, aloof, shallow and ostentatious. After all, you're attending a pre-football piss up not the Fabian summer gala.
If you have ever contemplated that what Thatcher did was right, then don’t even think about applying for RARFA membership. Conservatives should generally keep quiet in case some meat head former miner takes exception and sticks an Eric Pickles up your Michael Gove.
You will be expected to swear an allegiance to the blades and vow to do your upmost to ensure that pigs are forever banished from Beautiful Down Town Bramall Lane. RARFA will not stop in its quest to bring free flowing, attractive, effective, alcohol consumption to S2 and its members should be expected to drink themselves stupid for the cause.
So, on Tuesday July the 12th, come along for a few pints of whatever takes your fancy and listen to the pissed up orchestra of South Yorkshire accents talking a load of bollocks.
