2005 MLS All Stars 4???1 England Fulham Columbus Crew Stadium Columbus, Ohio 23,309^
2006 MLS All Stars 1???0 England Chelsea Toyota Park Bridgeview, Illinois 21,210^
2007 MLS All Stars 2???0 Scotland Celtic Dick's Sporting Goods Park Commerce City, Colorado 18,661^[6]
2008 MLS All Stars 3???2 England West Ham United BMO Field Toronto, Ontario 20,844^
2009 MLS All Stars 1???1* England Everton Rio Tinto Stadium Sandy, Utah 20,124^
2010 MLS All Stars 2???5 England Manchester United Reliant Stadium Houston, Texas 70,728^
You can beat the 'All Stars' but you couldn't beat 'The Wizards'. (Who I was v disappointed to find out don't play in capes. Or robes, or tinkling bell. No wands and no weaving of spells, Fluffliato Greeno. What kind of fucking Wizards are they?)
We'd beat All Stars anyday of the week but a manager as wise and experienced as Fergie knows better than to fuck with Wizards in a pre-season friendly. Dark magic son, dark magic.
bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
DFletcher: Aight.
bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
DFletcher: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
DFletcher: Oh, I like to play dress up.
bloodninja: Me too baby.
DFletcher: I kiss you softly on your chest.
bloodninja: I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
DFletcher: Hey...
bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 Cock of the Infinite.
DFletcher: Funny I still don't see it.
bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness.
DFletcher: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
bloodninja: Don't f*ck with me bitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid.
DFletcher: Don't ever message me again you piece of ****.
bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
Very little fucks with The Savage Wizard. Power Glove for teh win every time.
I remember renting the full length version of this out with my childhood friends with the expectations of great family fun. Did not really deliver on that front though would no doubt a more rewarding experience 25 years later.
I think if you enter the world of the committed alcoholic you'll soon enough end up with a story like this. A friend of mine, who spent most of 2001 in what I like to refer to as 'Tramp Training', had a few similarly wild stories.
One time a fellow drinker invited him back to his place with the lure of whiskey, before regaling him with the story of how he and a friend had, only last week, had a three way with a girl with only one leg. Then, with immense pride, he produces a video recording of said event and they proceed to watch it. (the mind boggles at the horrors contained in that video)
Yeah I must confess that the story did dreg up some none to pleasant memories from my pre mobile teenage days of jumping in cabs with friends after pubs and ending up in some god forsaken hell hole with no idea where I was or how to get home. The next few hours would be spent trying to avoid being left alone with any of the smelly weirdos who appeared to squat there while not sitting on anything that squelched or make eye contact with the guy with the thousand mile stare sitting in the corner surveying the room silently.
His cruciate ligament injury means it'll be ages till he actually plays again. I'm gonna maintain the Ando-watch as I still misguidedly believe he can come good. After all, O'Shea tipped him for greatness based on how he does in training.. and there have been the occasional glimpses of quality in matches too.
As an unnamed source at the club reckoned 'hopefully it'll knock some sense into him'.
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You can beat the 'All Stars' but you couldn't beat 'The Wizards'. (Who I was v disappointed to find out don't play in capes. Or robes, or tinkling bell. No wands and no weaving of spells, Fluffliato Greeno. What kind of fucking Wizards are they?)
B/W
DFletcher: Aight.
bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
DFletcher: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
DFletcher: Oh, I like to play dress up.
bloodninja: Me too baby.
DFletcher: I kiss you softly on your chest.
bloodninja: I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
DFletcher: Hey...
bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 Cock of the Infinite.
DFletcher: Funny I still don't see it.
bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness.
DFletcher: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
bloodninja: Don't f*ck with me bitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid.
DFletcher: Don't ever message me again you piece of ****.
bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
bloodninja: Baby?
vs
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I remember renting the full length version of this out with my childhood friends with the expectations of great family fun. Did not really deliver on that front though would no doubt a more rewarding experience 25 years later.
Obligatory vs
I don't know though, those guys look a bit Warlocky for my liking.
Very Paul Scoles like. (complete with the dodgy tackling)
One time a fellow drinker invited him back to his place with the lure of whiskey, before regaling him with the story of how he and a friend had, only last week, had a three way with a girl with only one leg. Then, with immense pride, he produces a video recording of said event and they proceed to watch it. (the mind boggles at the horrors contained in that video)
Come on, we've all done it.
DP or Spitroast?
good job lad!
As an unnamed source at the club reckoned 'hopefully it'll knock some sense into him'.
Wow, dem maggot hug-leeee!!!!
Everybody Huang Chung Tonight, You'll Never Wok Alone, Red China, etc., etc.
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