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Weddings in the season is just sheer bad planning - I got married in Englandshire on the opening day of the 76/77 season, I thought it was the following week! The new Mrs CC was not impressed when I suggested consumating the nuptials in the style of wee doggies so I could watch Match of the Day at the same time.

Roberts doesn't get penalties? Lol! Well done the boys...and now I'm going to have pretend I don't know the score because a dee fan, who has been avoiding the score like the plague, is coming down to watch the game on Alba. My face now composed, my tongue is bleeding because my teeth are meeting through it and the wee swally (or a few) is available to deaden the result for my mate!

It'll be cheaper than a Dens Park pie!

Dungdee always shocks me.

There's just no pleasing some folk. I would have thought she would have been delighted because said style would have allowed her to watch MOTD as well.

Andrew Shinnie just tweeted that Graeme Shinnie is going to be captain tomorrow...

Waiting for the incoming gaggle of Canada geese to land on me lawn. ' Then I will sidle up to the big cheese and ask him for a ride to Dens if I promise to feed him and his wives for a couple of weeks. If I am nice he will say yes and the game is on. Have to be very careful though. They have wings so powerful that a long distance for them is a breeze. The weans fly at the back to get in the slipstream and save energy. Some of the older ones, the designated knights of the air, who have the responsibilty of protecting the flock, have steel talons. If you don't believe me, go to www.destiniesinmotion.com and check out the illustrations page and view the last picture...them carrying the baby--really mean, nasty dudes controlled by an evil witch. Even the eagles in the story can hardly cope with them.. . two or three of them had to be helped off the battlefield, severely wounded, by their courageous and noble comrades in arms. O.K. See you all in Dundee--I have to buy some hemp there anyway to make a couple of nests for my birdies--after a good night's rest they have no problem fertilising the lawn, even if their deposits are so heavy that even the banker won't touch them.

OH MY FUCKEEEEEN GAWD! IT'S HIM! IT'S REALLY HIM!