INTERIOR, THE HORSESHOE PUB, LONDON, EC1R 0AG,
Drunk King Hippo: Methinks this will be an excellent match tonight. Gots +240 on Hammerin' Hank to score. Up the Toffees!!!
Drunk Englishman: UP THE TOFFEES!!!
They both crash their pint glasses into each other and promptly down the amber nectar.
INTERIOR, FLIGHT WW810, WOW AIRLINES, SOMEWHERE OVER THE ATLANTIC (AGAIN)
tWBS (sitting comfortably in a window seat, eating a delicious meal): Why are you so grouchy?
Balls (seriously uncomfortable in the middle seat with no food): I. DID. NOT. SLEEP. WELL. LAST. NIGHT.
tWBS: That’s a shame. I slept like
INTERIOR, FLIGHT WW174, WOW AIRLINES, SOMEWHERE OVER THE ATLANTIC
Balls (sitting in cramped middle seat): I’m gonna kill you.
tWBS (sitting in comfy seat on the window): What? Just because you couldn’t charm yourself to an upgrade!
Balls: I still don’t understand how you did that.
tWBS: It’s my
Previously, on Goddess...
Spur: Yes officers, I’m sure. It must have been my kid screwing around with the phone or something.
Just then, the sound of six gunshots rings out from a short distance away.
Spur: Awwwww, fuck.
Officer #1: Do you know something about that, Sir?
Spur: Gimme just a sec to call my
It’s the biggest game of club fútbol and we’re getting the equivalent of a Vikings – Bills Superb Owl. "Can I deesterb you for a moment to ask if you would hold these two beers for me please", asks Jürgen Klopp to Marv Levy, for losing SIX finals. For Tottenham,
One of the very few rules we set up around here when DFO was created was that we would try to not copy or rehash posts that KSK made famous. For the most part, we've been pretty successful in forging our own path.
Heck, even former KSKers are copying
INTERIOR, HALLWAY OF A MANHATTAN LUXURUY HIGH RISE BUILDING.
Balls (checking address): This is the place.
[Knocks on door]
Balls: Ian, are you in there?
[Door cracks open]
Ian: Who is this? What are you doing here?
Balls: It’s me. Balls of Steel. I hope I haven’t caught you at a bad time.
Ian (flashing a confident
So, we all slept in until the crack of noon, immediately cracked open a beer, and then scratched our asses to our hearts' content, right?
Wait seriously? Do you NOT work for a company that gives you a four day weekend this weekend?
Um, I guess the appropriate thing to say is
*Scene opens to a pitch black room. All you can see is black and the sounds of an older man grunting*
Old Man breathing heavily: Oh yeah, that little black dress is getting a little uncomfortable. Take it off, baby.
*The sound of pumping Vaseline can be heard*
OM: Oh yeah, almost there,
Have you ever gone to your favourite bar and there's a "Takeover" by a brewery where they offer special beers that are very rare or hard to find?
That's a pretty cool thing isn't it?
Yeah, this post is nothing like that. You will get a glimpse into the mind of Balls,
The young man sat on the NYC Subway, riding along, lost in thought. Rehearsals had been cancelled and he unexpectedly had the whole day to himself. As he sat, thinking about all of the things he wanted to do today, a commotion started on the far end of
The apartment was littered with pizza boxes, empty 2 liter bottles, and take-out containers. The recycling cooperative van had not come around this week. Maybe they were at the Brewfest? All he knew is it was an inconvenience. He would have to put everything in a bag