Let me run that through my Lower Gwladys Translate-omatic.
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I am a fat shithead who has been seduced by a player's jarg sleeve tattoo and unconvincing snarling on the pitch despite him being a positional timebomb every time he plays in the Premier League.
Positional hes slightly naive, but yano, thats what happens when your shifted about the pitch, hes gone from a jarg league where all the woman have rats that make ya mars looked shaved. Its a learning curve for the lad, his tackling is utterly fierce, his range of passing is a joy to watch, big blow for him missing so much football this season, really could have kicked on and nailed down a place by now.
Dont get me wrong, Gaz Baz is playing like a young Zidane at the moment and the boy McCarthy just continues to snap knees and not even care, but Gibson is utterly done and Ross is prone to have flashbacks abar that magic he had at the back of the Netto in 2011.
Hes the hero we need, but sure, no problem allow me to use my Park end translatormoron.
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My head is utterly huge, if it gets any bigger it will require its own traffic controller and I have failed to form an opinion of my own since I watched Ratters take the piss in 85.
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