17-12-2009, 23:39
Keegan, Liverpool, '71.
Southall, Everton, '81.
Cantona, Man Utd, '92.
Summers, Club Paradiso, '09.
I think, chaps, only Fergie's liberation of the Frenchman from Leeds back in the year when Bobby Brown and BoyzIIMen roamed the Earth, approaches the gravitas of Old Bob's latest star striker.
Yes gents, April Summers will soon be slotting into my formation and tearing through the trembling defence of your willpower like Wayne Rooney on astro turf after a few Skols.
Words do little to express how much me, the girls, and even the ginger tech men are looking forward to welcoming Ms Summers into the fold at Paradiso Towers. Although the gingers aren't allowed to talk to the girls anymore.
Gemtlemen, Christmas truly has come early.
I will be personally overseeing April's debut at The Club on MONDAY 21ST. She will also be starting for Paradiso FC on BOXING DAY.
And chaps, expect to see much more of her in January too.
I really do spoil you. Old Saint Nick has nothing on Old Saint Bob.
And now, gents, I can sense that I am rambling, so I will leave you.
Yours Humbly,
Bob Paradiso, Esq.
Southall, Everton, '81.
Cantona, Man Utd, '92.
Summers, Club Paradiso, '09.
I think, chaps, only Fergie's liberation of the Frenchman from Leeds back in the year when Bobby Brown and BoyzIIMen roamed the Earth, approaches the gravitas of Old Bob's latest star striker.
Yes gents, April Summers will soon be slotting into my formation and tearing through the trembling defence of your willpower like Wayne Rooney on astro turf after a few Skols.
Words do little to express how much me, the girls, and even the ginger tech men are looking forward to welcoming Ms Summers into the fold at Paradiso Towers. Although the gingers aren't allowed to talk to the girls anymore.
Gemtlemen, Christmas truly has come early.
I will be personally overseeing April's debut at The Club on MONDAY 21ST. She will also be starting for Paradiso FC on BOXING DAY.
And chaps, expect to see much more of her in January too.
I really do spoil you. Old Saint Nick has nothing on Old Saint Bob.
And now, gents, I can sense that I am rambling, so I will leave you.
Yours Humbly,
Bob Paradiso, Esq.