We can’t have a teleprompter president
Fat lads on bikes
I’m burning I’m burning
I wouldn’t sell you anything
Bill withers was good for me
We’re all shit scared of the great unknown
It’s pretty fearless to keep saying what you think
Time wont give me time, and time makes lovers feel like they’ve got something real
I drink my media and turn it into vomit
I thought we were poor today: no bite in midfield bar the two bookings and worryingly chaotic going forward. I think teddys not got long left and that’s making me sad but we’ll have to see what can be done
My life is a hashtag 