Shame, Disgrace & Embarrassment to me & my Family

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My Dad was a Wendy fan.

No one more than me likes taking the piss out of our piggy cousins, in a serious but non malicious way. An age thing? , possibly. I do believe, that most divided, red and white.Blue and white families are able to look at football for what it is

My son in law supports the unclean. Apart from football related matters, I could not wish for a better son in law. Yes we discuss argue and disagree but your family, however constituted, must surely come first in the scheme of things. If not, you have my genuine sympathy.
 
silverblade

My sister married a pig, nice guy and I consider him a mate, his dad and brothers are also pigs. There are up sides to this.
My two nieces don’t really care about football yet, but the elder of the two reckons she supports Man City because she couldn’t choose between the two Sheffield teams – Mums side Blades, Dads side pigs.
Life can be sweet when I turn up to their house. My especially inquisitive nieces ask why I’m so happy and daddy is unhappy. “Well its because daddy’s a pig”.
The great news is that, My sister, mum and nieces are coming to visit me in Japan on the Semi-final weekend. So they will also have 10 days of Bladey Bladeness to take back to Daddy.
Take the positives out of this new bond with the oinker of the family and you will have a lifetime of fun, laughter and you will know that you’ll always be better than him.
And if she divorces him, you can safely say “Well he was a fecking pig anyway”

Congratulations!
 
one of my relatives, my sister's daughter no less is going to marry a die hard wednesday supporter and i'm expected at the ceremony, i've never shook hands with a pig before.
can anyone advise me on the correct procedere on such an occassion, i'm thinking of just staying in the background.
any ideas ides on a wedding present? something from the blades shop perhaps?


I would say to yourself. Go home, have a lay down. Maybe a wank. Then shake his hand.
 
I have a dark secret - I met a Wendy once, purely a social occasion.

There, I've said it, perhaps the guilt that I've harboured over the years will leave me.

I feel better now, sharing this with you all.

I've come out.
 
I once shagged a pig when I was in my early 20s (and so was she). She was extremely attractive but I still harboured doubts and felt a little unclean afterwards. However she was a pretty decent shag and I had a good time (and, of course, so did she).

I hadn't seen her for about 15 years when I bumped into her on the Moor last year. It's clear that I had a lucky escape. She's reverted to full blown piggy type - she's clearly been doing little except eating pies and getting nasty tattoos since we last met. One of the very first things she said to me (after 15 years!) was that the Pigs are a division higher than us at the moment.

They try to attract us in order to improve their own gene pool - to the detriment of ours. No good can come of this bastard union. Tell your niece to run for the hills as fast as she can :)
 
And so it is that of my 12,000+ posts this is the most popular one.

I couldn't help but smile Walthy, with all that financial erudition and your willingness to contribute to this forum, and it boils down to an arse-crack comment. It made me recall that most splendid use of a one word statement, in this case as ranted by a plumber from Hackney - 'The fucking fucker's fucking fucked'.

Don't worry mate, your original comment still holds true for a grunt.
 
Father is a grunter and my partner's late father was a Shammer!
 
I once went out with a girl for quite a few months whose dad played for the pigs and a bit of a hero to them as well, he has since gone on to scout for us though so can't be a bit time pig. It was during the triple assault year though.
 



one of my relatives, my sister's daughter no less is going to marry a die hard wednesday supporter and i'm expected at the ceremony, i've never shook hands with a pig before.
can anyone advise me on the correct procedere on such an occassion, i'm thinking of just staying in the background.
any ideas ides on a wedding present? something from the blades shop perhaps?
I can say from direct experience that in a similar situation I took the moral high ground and ignored all things football to keep the peace, guess wot? The feckin pig didn't, every opportunity he banged on about the MASSIVE and sang little chants. Thank god it was before mobile phones and texting or this post would be coming from my prison cell.

In conclusion ignore the advice of poster #2 and adopt the advice of poster #3
 
I once went out with a girl for quite a few months whose dad played for the pigs and a bit of a hero to them as well, he has since gone on to scout for us though so can't be a bit time pig. It was during the triple assault year though.
Jack Whitham!
 

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