Charlotte Church's Six Nation's Round-up
Discussion
To all those people who might be asking, what the bloody hell does she know about rugby, I'd like to say this: I bloody loves rugby, and secondly, see, I bloody loves my Gavin, so if you want to make something of it you can meet me, Angharad and the rest of the valley girls round the back of the Prince of Wales for a bloody good scrap, isn't it.
Italy
The only thing I knows about Italy, see, is the fact they make Lambrusco. I bloody loves Lambrusco, and so does Bronwyn, who drank a five litre bottle whilst playing my new Wii Drinking Game. Oh yes, and I once got a dead posh frock from this bloke in Milan, once. The only thing I had to do in order to get it, like, was sing this bloody awful opera song about some stupid cow called Carmen Miranda what works in a fag factory.
Scotland
I loves the Scottish people - they're a bit like us in some ways: drink straight from the can or bottle, no messin' - and they enjoys a big bag of bugger-off chips on the way home from the pub, isn't it. Only one thing I'm not so sure of is this deep fried Mars Bar thing - I mean what the bloody hell is that all about? Deep fried saveloy (what looks like my Gav's cock by the way, which is lush) that's ok, deep fried haddock, no problems, but a chocolate bar ? It's a bit mental if you asks me.
England
I bloody hates the English – they're a bunch of bloody posh t
ts. All their rugby players are called 'Rory' or 'Will' or piggin' 'Josh', and they all went to public school (according to my Gav) where they all got bummed by their PE teachers and spent most of their time toasting crumpets on each another's arses, isn't it. I've also been told that the English boys drinks bottled water after the game - and I thought my Gavin was a lightweight! Three halves of Brains and he's singin' Duffy tunes, pissing in the pockets of the pub pool table and issuing an apology to the press the next day.
France
I don't mind the Frenchies. Cerys once shagged the Toulouse XV after a Heineken Cup game. She reckoned they behaved like proper gentleman and everything. They even changed the condom when they got to the Number Eight - now there's posh. They also makes lush wine - and it's dead cheap. I remember once, Mam, Auntie Ruth and myself went on one of them Booze cruises - now the trouble is, my Auntie Ruth thought you had to drink the bloody lot on the boat, so by the time we gets back to Dover, we'd drunk and smoked our allowance which meant we had to go back on the very next ferry, in order to stock up again!
Ireland
The forwards have melded into an experienced, and some would say fearsome unit. With a backline which can boast inventivness and real pace, the Irish are now the only team with a chance of picking up a Grand Slam. The cockin' bds.
Italy
The only thing I knows about Italy, see, is the fact they make Lambrusco. I bloody loves Lambrusco, and so does Bronwyn, who drank a five litre bottle whilst playing my new Wii Drinking Game. Oh yes, and I once got a dead posh frock from this bloke in Milan, once. The only thing I had to do in order to get it, like, was sing this bloody awful opera song about some stupid cow called Carmen Miranda what works in a fag factory.
Scotland
I loves the Scottish people - they're a bit like us in some ways: drink straight from the can or bottle, no messin' - and they enjoys a big bag of bugger-off chips on the way home from the pub, isn't it. Only one thing I'm not so sure of is this deep fried Mars Bar thing - I mean what the bloody hell is that all about? Deep fried saveloy (what looks like my Gav's cock by the way, which is lush) that's ok, deep fried haddock, no problems, but a chocolate bar ? It's a bit mental if you asks me.
England
I bloody hates the English – they're a bunch of bloody posh t
ts. All their rugby players are called 'Rory' or 'Will' or piggin' 'Josh', and they all went to public school (according to my Gav) where they all got bummed by their PE teachers and spent most of their time toasting crumpets on each another's arses, isn't it. I've also been told that the English boys drinks bottled water after the game - and I thought my Gavin was a lightweight! Three halves of Brains and he's singin' Duffy tunes, pissing in the pockets of the pub pool table and issuing an apology to the press the next day. France
I don't mind the Frenchies. Cerys once shagged the Toulouse XV after a Heineken Cup game. She reckoned they behaved like proper gentleman and everything. They even changed the condom when they got to the Number Eight - now there's posh. They also makes lush wine - and it's dead cheap. I remember once, Mam, Auntie Ruth and myself went on one of them Booze cruises - now the trouble is, my Auntie Ruth thought you had to drink the bloody lot on the boat, so by the time we gets back to Dover, we'd drunk and smoked our allowance which meant we had to go back on the very next ferry, in order to stock up again!
Ireland
The forwards have melded into an experienced, and some would say fearsome unit. With a backline which can boast inventivness and real pace, the Irish are now the only team with a chance of picking up a Grand Slam. The cockin' b
ds. RupertTheFridge said:
A lot of stuff he's copied from The Daily Mash
fadeaway said:
RupertTheFridge said:
A lot of stuff he's copied from The Daily Mash
RupertTheFridge said:
fadeaway said:
RupertTheFridge said:
A lot of stuff he's copied from The Daily Mash
nice to let people know eh, then more people might find the wonder that is the Daily Mash (I only discovered it recently from another topic on PH! 
(and only discovered there was a sports forum when this thread was moved in to it!)
Edited by fadeaway on Wednesday 18th March 23:46
fadeaway said:
RupertTheFridge said:
fadeaway said:
RupertTheFridge said:
A lot of stuff he's copied from The Daily Mash
nice to let people know eh, then more people might find the wonder that is the Daily Mash (I only discovered it recently from another topic on PH! (and only discovered there was a sports forum when this thread was moved in to it!)
Edited by fadeaway on Wednesday 18th March 23:46
mybrainhurts said:
RupertTheFridge said:
mybrainhurts said:
FourWheelDrift said:
mybrainhurts said:
This is a comedy thread...
Why did it get moved from the pub to the Sports forum...?
Comedy sport.Why did it get moved from the pub to the Sports forum...?
Why did it get moved...?
RupertTheFridge said:
mybrainhurts said:
RupertTheFridge said:
mybrainhurts said:
FourWheelDrift said:
mybrainhurts said:
This is a comedy thread...
Why did it get moved from the pub to the Sports forum...?
Comedy sport.Why did it get moved from the pub to the Sports forum...?
Why did it get moved...?
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