"Well, that's a long, long story! Hope you have a minute." Intrigued, Gump motioned to the nearby bench. Instinctively, the two moved in unison towaqrds the bench and sat down.
"You see, it all began with a document... nay, a work of art... called Advancing the Addicks."
A tear swelled in Iain's doe-like eye.
Feeling strangely attached to this affable, young stranger—it was as if they'd met before; not mere fleeting glances, but the substance of a more intimate understanding belied their seemingly chance encounter—Iain felt compelled to confide the secrets he'd kept suppressed for so many months, deep in his soul, buried under the weight of his rough and prickly exterior. Secrets, not even the courts could unsettle.
Looking into his confidant's eyes, Ian declared, "Let me tell ya, those were halcyon days indeed. What I'm about to tell ya next, you'll never believe..."
"It all began one morning when Souleymane and I had just finished our weekly game of table tennis. Souleymane had won 21-11, 21-9, 19-21, 21-6. As we went to grab a bite to eat, Souleymane, looking strained, turned to me and said
"But also I feel that it is time I told you that I came to Charlton because I thought Charlton was a table tennis club not a football club. Why are you at Charlton?" he asked me.
On the day of his interview with Richard Murray he'd come straight from his shift down at Old MacDonald's Farm. Richard Murray had often wondered what the awful smell was eminating from...
To get brother Ian into the movies again after his starring role in The Goonies. He encouraged ID to use his catchphrase "hey you guys" whenever he could but......................
Iain was now starting to feel the pressure. Not only was his team underperforming, but he was becoming acutely aware his farmyard smells were distancing people.
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"You see, it all began with a document... nay, a work of art... called Advancing the Addicks."
A tear swelled in Iain's doe-like eye.
Feeling strangely attached to this affable, young stranger—it was as if they'd met before; not mere fleeting glances, but the substance of a more intimate understanding belied their seemingly chance encounter—Iain felt compelled to confide the secrets he'd kept suppressed for so many months, deep in his soul, buried under the weight of his rough and prickly exterior. Secrets, not even the courts could unsettle.
Looking into his confidant's eyes, Ian declared, "Let me tell ya, those were halcyon days indeed. What I'm about to tell ya next, you'll never believe..."
But it was then that the Board realised that?
On the day of his interview with Richard Murray he'd come straight from his shift down at Old MacDonald's Farm. Richard Murray had often wondered what the awful smell was eminating from...
The toilets at Selhurst Park hadn't been functioning for quite a while...
Most of it flowed from his mouth area However Bob had a theory
Taking drastic measures, he decided to......
A few months of peace, love and dope would do him good, thought Iain, but he had forgotton about one thing...