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Money needed to pay off the debt owed to moshiri. Money needed to buy a new stadium. Money needed to improve the team.

 

It's not like we'd be the only ones Matt, everyone is doing it might as well maximize the profits.

We'll still always be in debt. Like most things...debt rules the world!

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what more money is needed! Are we going to become a sellout club? Is the Facebook Stadium next? No, just no.

So do we not do it then and let every other club steal a march. It would be stupid not to make as much revenue as we can.

 

Our fans moan we don't sign players or our commercial department is shite then mosn when we do something to make money.

 

Fucking hell ?

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So do we not do it then and let every other club steal a march. It would be stupid not to make as much revenue as we can.

 

Our fans moan we don't sign players or our commercial department is shite then mosn when we do something to make money.

 

Fucking hell ?

we didn't used to but things have already changed in both player and commercial activities

 

Answer me this then (anyone, not aimed specifically at you) where does it stop? Are people going to be happy if the kit looks like a NASCAR jumpsuit with 50 sponsors on to make money? All sides and roofs of the stadium covered in sponsors? This is supposed to be an honest, working class club. The sellouts in the city wear red, not blue.

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we didn't used to but things have already changed in both player and commercial activities

 

Answer me this then (anyone, not aimed specifically at you) where does it stop? Are people going to be happy if the kit looks like a NASCAR jumpsuit with 50 sponsors on to make money? All sides and roofs of the stadium covered in sponsors? This is supposed to be an honest, working class club. The sellouts in the city wear red, not blue.

I don't agree with it but it was inevitable.

 

We've got stadium naming rights. Hell, we even have a training ground sponsor for a training ground that doesn't belong to us! This was always going to happen.

 

Unfortunately, the game sold out a long time ago. And it will keep selling out until the bubble bursts.

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A moment of quiet contemplation, calm coherent consideration. We seem to be at the cusp of a new dawn, but what does it mean and where do we stand....

 

Fans/supporters are, like last summer, expecting and demanding some spending to be done a la galacticos hyperbole, but what can we get and how do we get them.....

 

Words like 'realistic' and bandied around all too easily by twats like me, trying to keep discussion and dreaming at least based on some semblance of reality to begin with.....

 

We spent large last summer, the Bolasie signing/fee has faded from memory as he got injured and the old saying goes, out of sight out of mind. So we look to the future and try to pinpoint an obvious area to improve, (for me besides GK) we require a Kanchelskis type to tear up the right flank, granted such players are in high demand and so we might be stuck with a third or fourth choice there. So lets break down the first eleven....

 

?????

Holgate Williams ?????

Coleman Baines

Schneiderlin

????? Gueye

Barkley

Lukaku

There are no guarantees Bolasie makes it back from a double severe knee injury requiring surgeries and 14 months recovery. I obviously don't rate Robles and am not overly keen on Stekelenberg, and Mori is a defender version of Straquilursi (big on heart, low on talent).

The majority seem keen to stick with Barkley, and a few percent more adore and want Lukaku playing for us long term, so what positions then are there to actively pursue for improvement? Gueye has been the man of the season so far, Schneiderlin has that bit of class, Coleman is undroppable, there are question marks over Baines (mainly because we got so used to him in partnership with Pienaar and know the game he has that he cant produce without the ying to his yang) clearly I consider Mori suspect, so is this about as good as it gets?

Can or will Koeman eventually restore us to the 4-4-2 and have us try to attack via two widemen? (that is to lose a central defender and swap in another winger)

Who is about to throw money at to play a position for us? Yes its Walsh's and Koeman's Job to scout and plot a raid for a player or two, there are places on the bench for players but are they immediate improvements? Kone is a gonner, Valencia is unlikely to get a contract with us, hopefully Niasse is history, Cleverly could be a permanent leaver same goes with Deulofeu. We could see a lot of players leave again, but if we make the Europa league we'll sorely need some margin in the squad good enough to keep us going so as not to have us embarrassed against some part time side from the former ussr. So theres scope to save on wages by moving some of the dirge on, do we get specialist back ups or sign some versatile players, do we plot a plan B game around a big lump up front to play off or put all our eggs in one basket and stubbornly stick to forcing our game through Lukaku.

 

A Kancho type would be spectacular, 88 miles an hour in a Delorean and kidnapping Pienaar from 6 years ago and bringing him in would also be handy, a bargain Martyn type would be superb and a bargain left footer like Lescott was would round off our defence for a couple of years before time catches Baines and Williams.

 

It'd be great to play fantasy football and suggest this left back, and that right winger, all to support such and such a striker, we might find this summer we do well keeping our best players than plucking other teams better players.

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A moment of quiet contemplation, calm coherent consideration. We seem to be at the cusp of a new dawn, but what does it mean and where do we stand....

 

Fans/supporters are, like last summer, expecting and demanding some spending to be done a la galacticos hyperbole, but what can we get and how do we get them.....

 

Words like 'realistic' and bandied around all too easily by twats like me, trying to keep discussion and dreaming at least based on some semblance of reality to begin with.....

 

We spent large last summer, the Bolasie signing/fee has faded from memory as he got injured and the old saying goes, out of sight out of mind. So we look to the future and try to pinpoint an obvious area to improve, (for me besides GK) we require a Kanchelskis type to tear up the right flank, granted such players are in high demand and so we might be stuck with a third or fourth choice there. So lets break down the first eleven....

 

 

?????

Holgate Williams ?????

Coleman Baines

Schneiderlin

????? Gueye

Barkley

Lukaku

There are no guarantees Bolasie makes it back from a double severe knee injury requiring surgeries and 14 months recovery. I obviously don't rate Robles and am not overly keen on Stekelenberg, and Mori is a defender version of Straquilursi (big on heart, low on talent).

The majority seem keen to stick with Barkley, and a few percent more adore and want Lukaku playing for us long term, so what positions then are there to actively pursue for improvement? Gueye has been the man of the season so far, Schneiderlin has that bit of class, Coleman is undroppable, there are question marks over Baines (mainly because we got so used to him in partnership with Pienaar and know the game he has that he cant produce without the ying to his yang) clearly I consider Mori suspect, so is this about as good as it gets?

Can or will Koeman eventually restore us to the 4-4-2 and have us try to attack via two widemen? (that is to lose a central defender and swap in another winger)

Who is about to throw money at to play a position for us? Yes its Walsh's and Koeman's Job to scout and plot a raid for a player or two, there are places on the bench for players but are they immediate improvements? Kone is a gonner, Valencia is unlikely to get a contract with us, hopefully Niasse is history, Cleverly could be a permanent leaver same goes with Deulofeu. We could see a lot of players leave again, but if we make the Europa league we'll sorely need some margin in the squad good enough to keep us going so as not to have us embarrassed against some part time side from the former ussr. So theres scope to save on wages by moving some of the dirge on, do we get specialist back ups or sign some versatile players, do we plot a plan B game around a big lump up front to play off or put all our eggs in one basket and stubbornly stick to forcing our game through Lukaku.

 

A Kancho type would be spectacular, 88 miles an hour in a Delorean and kidnapping Pienaar from 6 years ago and bringing him in would also be handy, a bargain Martyn type would be superb and a bargain left footer like Lescott was would round off our defence for a couple of years before time catches Baines and Williams.

 

It'd be great to play fantasy football and suggest this left back, and that right winger, all to support such and such a striker, we might find this summer we do well keeping our best players than plucking other teams better players.

Does anyone else hate it when people quote dead long posts? Or is it just me?

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Does anyone else hate it when people quote dead long posts? Or is it just me?

 

Very long posts are somewhat anomalous in an age of fast food, instant gratification, and slogans. FaceBook and Twitter encourage the short over the long. Pizza, the very epitome of short waits, so often trumps the slow, carefully considered preparation of culinary masterpieces. Is this a meritorious new development, with focus on essence rather than periphery, or is it symbolic of a lack of deep thought and consideration among humankind? This rather extended post weighs the relative benefits of the short over the long - of essence over distraction, of small hands over big mouths.

 

At first blush, it appears Shy_Talk comes at this topic with deep knowledge, the result of years of careful sifting of facts and hours of standing in the cold and rain observing players in action. Who can deny that intellectual insight lies at the very core of his extensive post? Does that not demand a few minutes of our otherwise drab existence to consider his propositions and somewhat controversial opinions? It is true that his superior intelligence quotient has been compromised in recent weeks by an obsession with large-footed circus performers - Freud may infer a closet make-up artist or aspiring entertainer - but there's no denying the effort and raw enthusiasm his recent words imply. Surely history reveals a strong correlation between intelligent repartee and word count - the corollary of knee-jerk tweets and narcissism on which news feeds have recently focused. More equals depth; less equals shallow thinking. Is that not an inevitable conclusion?

 

Alas no! Would the Gettysburg Address have been as notable if it had taken two hours for modern-day students to read - with tea (preferably Earl Grey steeped for precisely 105 seconds) and traditional Scottish oatmeal biscuits as a delightful distraction from heavy intellectual considerations? Yet this address entered the very core of human imagination because of its very brevity - a sign not of intellectual depravity but instead of focus and imagination. For this is the true brilliance of brevity: it forces all mankind - all races, creeds, and cultures - to imbibe the exciting flavours of new ideas - to capture the very essence of revolutionary thought, whether totalitarian, democratic, or the modern penchant for infantilism. Fewer words may imply clarity of thought - their purveyor delivering only the vitamins of healthy thinking and not the harmful bland fat of everyday populism.

 

Another useful dimension to consider is the apparent irony of Shy being focused on Talk even while pouring out diarrheic diatribes about players recruited during the era of brown footwear. Should Everton's goalkeeping prowess - proved by an impressive series of clean sheets - be questioned solely because of the era during which the one delivering such skill was recruited? Should Isaac Newton's scientific insights be negated because he lived during a time of slave-trading and persecution of minorities? Was Newton's conscience seared by these practices, and, if not, does his moral ineptitude undermine his contributions to classical science? Surely such a great man soars above the travails of his perilous age, as goalkeepers soar above the gnarling cauldron of angry prima donnas to claim what is, at the most basic level, nothing more than a urinary bladder of porcine origins? Context throws new light on such matters, and our hopes and dreams need not be polluted by observations with no obvious correlation to facts on the ground.

 

Motive, of course, may be another driving factor behind unwarranted verbosity. What dark motives lie behind the shy talker's bold blueprint for success? The skeptics among us might assign a desire to impress, to claim a level of intellectual rigour that belies populist veneer and apparent bias against Catalan culture. Others may be more generous in their conclusions, accepting nuggets of sparkling insight even when wrapped in excremental expression. Life can be full of unexpected surprises: one need look no further than haggis to witness delicate delight hidden amongst the most repulsive of raw materials - but we digress. The plans proffered by the loquacious introvert reveal genuine ambition, a desire to implant in the face of red-cloaked villains (a deliberately ambiguous identification) a hammer fist of which the late Ali would be proud. Oh what transport of delight from that pure chalice would flow! Maybe shyness deserves the benefit of the doubt in this matter given the magnitude of his ambition.

 

In summary, dead long posts may be literal, too often succumbing to the rigor mortis of over-analysis, or, ironically, they may fan the flames of fervour and hope - the very essence of what it means to be alive. This author's suggestion is for a minor change in nomenclature: No longer should we automatically respond to unduly extended essayism as 'dead long posts'; a more appropriate and honest reply might be, "crap - he expects me to read all that?" This latter exclamation keeps open the value of the written contribution without casting aspersions on the writer's purpose, intellect, opinions, and use of time. After all, even Western leaders have time to waste countless hours on meaningless twaddle. Verbal diarrhea may be the new black.

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Very long posts are somewhat anomalous in an age of fast food, instant gratification, and slogans. FaceBook and Twitter encourage the short over the long. Pizza, the very epitome of short waits, so often trumps the slow, carefully considered preparation of culinary masterpieces. Is this a meritorious new development, with focus on essence rather than periphery, or is it symbolic of a lack of deep thought and consideration among humankind? This rather extended post weighs the relative benefits of the short over the long - of essence over distraction, of small hands over big mouths.

 

At first blush, it appears Shy_Talk comes at this topic with deep knowledge, the result of years of careful sifting of facts and hours of standing in the cold and rain observing players in actions. Who can deny that intellectual insight lies at the very core of his extensive post? Does that not demand a few minutes of our otherwise drab existence to consider his propositions and somewhat controversial opinions? It is true that his superior intelligence quotient has been compromised in recent weeks by an obsession with large-footed circus performers - maybe a closet make-up artist or aspiring entertainer, with the Freudian 'shy' revealing an overwhelming desire to break out? - but there's no denying the effort and clear-sightedness that his recent words imply. Surely history reveals a strong correlation between intelligent repartee and word count - the corollary of knee-jerk tweets and narcissism on which news feeds have recently focused. More equals depth; less equals shallow thinking. Is that not an inevitable conclusion?

 

Alas no! Would the Gettysburg Address have been as notable if it had taken two hours for modern-day students to read - with tea (preferably Earl Grey steeped for precisely 105 seconds) and traditional Scottish oatmeal biscuits as a delightful distraction from heavy intellectual considerations? Yet this address entered the very core of human imagination because of its very brevity - a sign not of intellectual depravity but instead of focus and imagination. For this is the true brilliance of brevity: it forces all mankind - all races, creeds, and cultures - to imbibe the exciting flavours of new ideas - to capture the very essence of revolutionary thought, whether totalitarian, democratic, or the modern penchant for infantilism. Fewer words may imply clarity of thought - their purveyor delivering only the vitamins of healthy thinking and not the harmful bland fat of everyday populism.

 

Another useful dimension to consider is the apparent irony of Shy being focused on Talk even while pouring out diarrheic diatribes about players recruited during the era of brown footwear. Should Everton's goalkeeping prowess - proved by an impressive series of clean sheets - be questioned solely because of the era during which the one delivering such skill was recruited? Should Isaac Newton's scientific insights be negated because he lived during a time of slave-trading and persecution of minorities? Was Newton's conscience seared by these practices, and, if not, does his moral ineptitude undermine his contributions to classical science? Surely such a great man soars above the travails of his perilous age, as goalkeepers soar above the gnarling cauldron of angry prima donnas to claim what is, at the most basic level, nothing more than a urinary bladder of porcine origins? Context throws new light on such matters, and our hopes and dreams need not be polluted by observations with no obvious correlation to facts on the ground.

 

Motive, of course, may be another driving factor behind unwarranted verbosity. What dark motives lie behind the shy talker's bold blueprint for success? The skeptics among us might assign a desire to impress, to claim a level of intellectual rigour that belies populist veneer and apparent bias against Catalan culture. Others may be more generous in their conclusions, accepting nuggets of sparkling insight even when wrapped in excremental expression. Life can be full of unexpected surprises: one need look no further than haggis to witness delicate delight hidden amongst the most repulsive of raw materials - but we digress. The plans proffered by the loquacious introvert reveal genuine ambition, a desire to implant in the face of red-cloaked villains (a deliberately ambiguous identification) a hammer fist of which the late Ali would be proud. Oh what transport of delight from that pure chalice would flow! Maybe shyness deserves the benefit of the doubt in this matter given the magnitude of his ambition.

 

In summary, dead long posts may be literal, too often succumbing to the rigor mortis of over-analysis, or, ironically, they may fan the flames of fervour and hope - the very essence of what it means to be alive. This author's suggestion is for a minor change in nomenclature: No longer should we automatically respond to unduly extended essayism as 'dead long posts'; a more appropriate and honest reply might be, "crap - he expects me to read all that?" This latter exclamation keeps open the value of the written contribution without casting aspersions on the writer's purpose, intellect, opinions, and use of time. After all, even Western leaders have time to waste countless hours on meaningless twaddle. Verbal diarrhea may be the new black.

 

What :P?

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we didn't used to but things have already changed in both player and commercial activities

 

Answer me this then (anyone, not aimed specifically at you) where does it stop? Are people going to be happy if the kit looks like a NASCAR jumpsuit with 50 sponsors on to make money? All sides and roofs of the stadium covered in sponsors? This is supposed to be an honest, working class club. The sellouts in the city wear red, not blue.

No idea where it stops and I'm not saying it's a good thing but if every other clubs doing it should we not out of morals and let every other fucker reap the rewards whilst we sit in our house unable to compete but with our integrity in tact?

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Very long posts are somewhat anomalous in an age of fast food, instant gratification, and slogans. FaceBook and Twitter encourage the short over the long. Pizza, the very epitome of short waits, so often trumps the slow, carefully considered preparation of culinary masterpieces. Is this a meritorious new development, with focus on essence rather than periphery, or is it symbolic of a lack of deep thought and consideration among humankind? This rather extended post weighs the relative benefits of the short over the long - of essence over distraction, of small hands over big mouths.

 

At first blush, it appears Shy_Talk comes at this topic with deep knowledge, the result of years of careful sifting of facts and hours of standing in the cold and rain observing players in action. Who can deny that intellectual insight lies at the very core of his extensive post? Does that not demand a few minutes of our otherwise drab existence to consider his propositions and somewhat controversial opinions? It is true that his superior intelligence quotient has been compromised in recent weeks by an obsession with large-footed circus performers - Freud may infer a closet make-up artist or aspiring entertainer - but there's no denying the effort and raw enthusiasm his recent words imply. Surely history reveals a strong correlation between intelligent repartee and word count - the corollary of knee-jerk tweets and narcissism on which news feeds have recently focused. More equals depth; less equals shallow thinking. Is that not an inevitable conclusion?

 

Alas no! Would the Gettysburg Address have been as notable if it had taken two hours for modern-day students to read - with tea (preferably Earl Grey steeped for precisely 105 seconds) and traditional Scottish oatmeal biscuits as a delightful distraction from heavy intellectual considerations? Yet this address entered the very core of human imagination because of its very brevity - a sign not of intellectual depravity but instead of focus and imagination. For this is the true brilliance of brevity: it forces all mankind - all races, creeds, and cultures - to imbibe the exciting flavours of new ideas - to capture the very essence of revolutionary thought, whether totalitarian, democratic, or the modern penchant for infantilism. Fewer words may imply clarity of thought - their purveyor delivering only the vitamins of healthy thinking and not the harmful bland fat of everyday populism.

 

Another useful dimension to consider is the apparent irony of Shy being focused on Talk even while pouring out diarrheic diatribes about players recruited during the era of brown footwear. Should Everton's goalkeeping prowess - proved by an impressive series of clean sheets - be questioned solely because of the era during which the one delivering such skill was recruited? Should Isaac Newton's scientific insights be negated because he lived during a time of slave-trading and persecution of minorities? Was Newton's conscience seared by these practices, and, if not, does his moral ineptitude undermine his contributions to classical science? Surely such a great man soars above the travails of his perilous age, as goalkeepers soar above the gnarling cauldron of angry prima donnas to claim what is, at the most basic level, nothing more than a urinary bladder of porcine origins? Context throws new light on such matters, and our hopes and dreams need not be polluted by observations with no obvious correlation to facts on the ground.

 

Motive, of course, may be another driving factor behind unwarranted verbosity. What dark motives lie behind the shy talker's bold blueprint for success? The skeptics among us might assign a desire to impress, to claim a level of intellectual rigour that belies populist veneer and apparent bias against Catalan culture. Others may be more generous in their conclusions, accepting nuggets of sparkling insight even when wrapped in excremental expression. Life can be full of unexpected surprises: one need look no further than haggis to witness delicate delight hidden amongst the most repulsive of raw materials - but we digress. The plans proffered by the loquacious introvert reveal genuine ambition, a desire to implant in the face of red-cloaked villains (a deliberately ambiguous identification) a hammer fist of which the late Ali would be proud. Oh what transport of delight from that pure chalice would flow! Maybe shyness deserves the benefit of the doubt in this matter given the magnitude of his ambition.

 

In summary, dead long posts may be literal, too often succumbing to the rigor mortis of over-analysis, or, ironically, they may fan the flames of fervour and hope - the very essence of what it means to be alive. This author's suggestion is for a minor change in nomenclature: No longer should we automatically respond to unduly extended essayism as 'dead long posts'; a more appropriate and honest reply might be, "crap - he expects me to read all that?" This latter exclamation keeps open the value of the written contribution without casting aspersions on the writer's purpose, intellect, opinions, and use of time. After all, even Western leaders have time to waste countless hours on meaningless twaddle. Verbal diarrhea may be the new black.

 

So so close to such majesty....

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I'd have thrown a like in but for the vexatious racialism of the last sentence.

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Very long posts are somewhat anomalous in an age of fast food, instant gratification, and slogans. FaceBook and Twitter encourage the short over the long. Pizza, the very epitome of short waits, so often trumps the slow, carefully considered preparation of culinary masterpieces. Is this a meritorious new development, with focus on essence rather than periphery, or is it symbolic of a lack of deep thought and consideration among humankind? This rather extended post weighs the relative benefits of the short over the long - of essence over distraction, of small hands over big mouths.

 

At first blush, it appears Shy_Talk comes at this topic with deep knowledge, the result of years of careful sifting of facts and hours of standing in the cold and rain observing players in action. Who can deny that intellectual insight lies at the very core of his extensive post? Does that not demand a few minutes of our otherwise drab existence to consider his propositions and somewhat controversial opinions? It is true that his superior intelligence quotient has been compromised in recent weeks by an obsession with large-footed circus performers - Freud may infer a closet make-up artist or aspiring entertainer - but there's no denying the effort and raw enthusiasm his recent words imply. Surely history reveals a strong correlation between intelligent repartee and word count - the corollary of knee-jerk tweets and narcissism on which news feeds have recently focused. More equals depth; less equals shallow thinking. Is that not an inevitable conclusion?

 

Alas no! Would the Gettysburg Address have been as notable if it had taken two hours for modern-day students to read - with tea (preferably Earl Grey steeped for precisely 105 seconds) and traditional Scottish oatmeal biscuits as a delightful distraction from heavy intellectual considerations? Yet this address entered the very core of human imagination because of its very brevity - a sign not of intellectual depravity but instead of focus and imagination. For this is the true brilliance of brevity: it forces all mankind - all races, creeds, and cultures - to imbibe the exciting flavours of new ideas - to capture the very essence of revolutionary thought, whether totalitarian, democratic, or the modern penchant for infantilism. Fewer words may imply clarity of thought - their purveyor delivering only the vitamins of healthy thinking and not the harmful bland fat of everyday populism.

 

Another useful dimension to consider is the apparent irony of Shy being focused on Talk even while pouring out diarrheic diatribes about players recruited during the era of brown footwear. Should Everton's goalkeeping prowess - proved by an impressive series of clean sheets - be questioned solely because of the era during which the one delivering such skill was recruited? Should Isaac Newton's scientific insights be negated because he lived during a time of slave-trading and persecution of minorities? Was Newton's conscience seared by these practices, and, if not, does his moral ineptitude undermine his contributions to classical science? Surely such a great man soars above the travails of his perilous age, as goalkeepers soar above the gnarling cauldron of angry prima donnas to claim what is, at the most basic level, nothing more than a urinary bladder of porcine origins? Context throws new light on such matters, and our hopes and dreams need not be polluted by observations with no obvious correlation to facts on the ground.

 

Motive, of course, may be another driving factor behind unwarranted verbosity. What dark motives lie behind the shy talker's bold blueprint for success? The skeptics among us might assign a desire to impress, to claim a level of intellectual rigour that belies populist veneer and apparent bias against Catalan culture. Others may be more generous in their conclusions, accepting nuggets of sparkling insight even when wrapped in excremental expression. Life can be full of unexpected surprises: one need look no further than haggis to witness delicate delight hidden amongst the most repulsive of raw materials - but we digress. The plans proffered by the loquacious introvert reveal genuine ambition, a desire to implant in the face of red-cloaked villains (a deliberately ambiguous identification) a hammer fist of which the late Ali would be proud. Oh what transport of delight from that pure chalice would flow! Maybe shyness deserves the benefit of the doubt in this matter given the magnitude of his ambition.

 

In summary, dead long posts may be literal, too often succumbing to the rigor mortis of over-analysis, or, ironically, they may fan the flames of fervour and hope - the very essence of what it means to be alive. This author's suggestion is for a minor change in nomenclature: No longer should we automatically respond to unduly extended essayism as 'dead long posts'; a more appropriate and honest reply might be, "crap - he expects me to read all that?" This latter exclamation keeps open the value of the written contribution without casting aspersions on the writer's purpose, intellect, opinions, and use of time. After all, even Western leaders have time to waste countless hours on meaningless twaddle. Verbal diarrhea may be the new black.

I was just about to say exactly the same thing.

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