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Jason

@nickmotown

Musky sly old foxy stoat.

Also being musky, sly, old, foxy and stoat-like here: bsky.app/profile/nickmo…

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Minute of Hillsborough silence impeccably observed by my lot. You would think it’s a given, but always good to witness.

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The Vatican should just get Sam Allardyce in until the end of the year to steady the ship, before appointing a permanent replacement.

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Due to a clause in the small print, if the papal conclave are deadlocked in their choice for a new Pope, we face the terrifying prospect of Louis Walsh being given the casting vote.

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“What, me? Yep, productive morning alright. VERY productive as it goes” (Spent an hour and a half pondering what my snooker walk-on music would be) (It’s Time Bomb by Rancid)

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That somewhat disappointing moment when you see that Jim Davidson is trending, but "freak steamroller accident" isn't.

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Just think of all the thousands of pints of John Smith's bitter being quaffed up and down Ireland this St George's Day.

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It's often said that Shakespeare was born and died on the same date. Now, whether you like his stuff or not, you have to admit that's a shitload of work to bang out in 24 hours.

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Cody Gakpo revealed a t-shirt after he scored yesterday, with the slogan “I BELONG TO JESUS” on it. Surely that contravenes the third-party ownership rules brought in after the Carlos Tevez affair.

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I had all the windows open today to get a bit of a breeze going, and while I was playing some music, the living room door slammed shut at the exact moment that opening snare drum crashes in the intro to She Sells Sanctuary by The Cult, and I have genuinely never felt more alive.