Thanks Celtic

You're the fat one, porky. You and your ****ing wife. Pair a ****ing Greggs regulars. Do you try n trip up fat bastard McCoist to get stuck intae the Steak Bakes first?

Don't ****ing dare say anything bad about Kris.

You ****ing ****. ****!!!!!!

 

We had the grand national as well ... side of the street was all 6ft fences n hedges ... the other side of the street was lower fences n hardly any hedges!

Without fail I'd always stand or fall intae dug ****e!!!

 

the best game of all time, our school banned it

 

We just called that hedge hopping. Had about 10 people doing it and you had to focus and try and hold your laughter in or you were done after the first few gardens. The bonus was someone chraging out of their house and chasing ya up through the gardens.

There were a few families round our area that used to get tortured. One Halloween a family setup a few pumpkins outside their house, we smashed the **** out of them, divied the pieces up and thumped them at this window. There was about 20 of us so it must have sounded like a warzone sitting in their living room. When the fella came out, he **** himself and people started lobbing them at him.

I think we were all wee ****s when we were younger

 

We used to play IRA UDA at primary ...

P7 where the IRA
P6 where the UDA

Head over to the local field n chuck bricks at each other or homeade weapons out of darts! Then have a running battle at the end.

It got stopped after some UDA **** got his head smashed off an old kitchen sink!

 

I think it involves one set of people linkin arms and someone has to charge at them and break it, often endin up in people getting clotheslined and whiplash.

 

hittin windies. that was our life after it got too dark for fitba

kept us fit anyway

 

When it was snowing as well... snowball with a stone in it ...

 

A great sport. Mine got hit last summer I think it was and I darted up and out of the house before realising thats what the wee ****s want.

 

Aye there was always a couple of victims houses, poor bastards got tortued. Thinkin' back it must have made there lives hell. They thought it was a good idea to chase ye but that's exactly what you wanted.

 

We used to do that to down at the main road beside us. Cars were usually going to fast to stop.

I remember the peelers pulling up, winding down the window and before he could finish his sentence

"Now you boys aren't stupid enough to throw a..."

BOOM! My mate clocked him right in the face.

Most people got caught because they stood laughing.

 

Fitting gas pipes round our way and we lifted must have been a 30ft plastic pipe on to the front of a families wall. ****in thing went across the road and stopped traffic. We went to the other end and stuffed it with fireworks.

House lit up like Apocalypse Now.

 

That's a ****ing belter.

 

Whit the **** happened here? There was a nice bit of winding up and beeling on the go and now yer all best pals talkin about the games ye's played as kids. Ya ****in wallopers

Am beelin.

 

There's a good converation about bawsacks going on GC Gambol. You're missing oot

 

Damn this workin for a livin

 

Here here.

Especially today as I'm speaking like a stroke victim, have to keep explaining to people that I was at the dentist earlier as they are giving me weird looks when I talk.

 

It's hear hear surely?

 

It is.

 

Whatever Trevor