My word, been inundated! Will have to batch them up.
Fun starts tomorrow!
Are we having limits to how savage we can be with our criticisms?
No holds barred!
This reminds me of a few years back, on the CAFC Facebook page, the group populated by idiots and lunatics.
Someone posted "nothing like a full English breakfast before a Charlton away day", accompanied by a picture of a plate of baked beans and two very overcooked fried eggs that he'd made for himself. Looked horrendous!
What a fantastic idea, an insults game based on two rhyming words. Can I suggest a few others for when the merriment dies down on this one.
Rate my Pate: Lifers send in pictures of the top of their head, in return they receive a brutal confidence-sapping critique of their haircut from the Charlton Life fashionistas.
Review my shoe: The opportunity for another sartorial masterclass.
Vet my pet: Post a picture of your favourite pooch or moggie and we'll tell you whether it's as cute as a spring lamb or a pug ugly monster.
Probe my lobe: Ear based comedy capers.
Audit my plaudit: Tell us about a compliment that someone has given you. We'll soon knock you down a peg or two.
Pigeonhole my heart and soul: Tell us about your deepest held beliefs and well decide whether you're a sharp-minded critical-thinker or a dim-witted gullible nutter.
Score my whore: Send in pictures of your significant other and random Charlton fans will name their price.
What a fantastic idea, an insults game based on two rhyming words. Can I suggest a few others for when the merriment dies down on this one.
Rate my Pate: Lifers send in pictures of the top of their head, in return they receive a brutal confidence-sapping critique of their haircut from the Charlton Life fashionistas.
Review my shoe: The opportunity for another sartorial masterclass.
Vet my pet: Post a picture of your favourite pooch or moggie and we'll tell you whether it's as cute as a spring lamb or a pug ugly monster.
Probe my lobe: Ear based comedy capers.
Audit my plaudit: Tell us about a compliment that someone has given you. We'll soon knock you down a peg or two.
Pigeonhole my heart and soul: Tell us about your deepest held beliefs and well decide whether you're a sharp-minded critical-thinker or a dim-witted gullible nutter.
Score my whore: Send in pictures of your significant other and random Charlton fans will name their price.
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This reminds me of a few years back, on the CAFC Facebook page, the group populated by idiots and lunatics.
Someone posted "nothing like a full English breakfast before a Charlton away day", accompanied by a picture of a plate of baked beans and two very overcooked fried eggs that he'd made for himself. Looked horrendous!
Luckily I can cook another one now, I've made space having thrown up at that disgusting foot.
sprouts, cauliflower, cabbage , broccoli, kale are all different parts of the same plant.
Rate my Pate: Lifers send in pictures of the top of their head, in return they receive a brutal confidence-sapping critique of their haircut from the Charlton Life fashionistas.
Review my shoe: The opportunity for another sartorial masterclass.
Vet my pet: Post a picture of your favourite pooch or moggie and we'll tell you whether it's as cute as a spring lamb or a pug ugly monster.
Probe my lobe: Ear based comedy capers.
Audit my plaudit: Tell us about a compliment that someone has given you. We'll soon knock you down a peg or two.
Pigeonhole my heart and soul: Tell us about your deepest held beliefs and well decide whether you're a sharp-minded critical-thinker or a dim-witted gullible nutter.
Score my whore: Send in pictures of your significant other and random Charlton fans will name their price.
... err, on second thoughts probably best not.
We're not talking courgette and marrow here.
That fecking foot!!!!!