err, sorry, meant to name it City vs. Pool [R]. the first half had the excitatory equivalence of living in shinji's hometown for 45 minutes :(

0-0 at half time you should be proud.

err, sorry, meant to name it City vs. Pool [R]. the first half had the excitatory equivalence of living in shinji's hometown for 45 minutes :(

haha bastardo! (H)

I saw about 15 minutes of it. It was pretty dire. And DaMarcus Beasley still has no ******* clue how to beat a man with the dribble.

the first half had the excitatory equivalence of living in shinji's hometown for 45 minutes :(
(H)!!!

PS: What's shinji's hometown exactly?

outskirts of London, Ontario :(

http://www.hcfa.on.ca/images/homepage/hcfa_dairy.JPG

outskirts of London, Ontario :(
LMAO. I have an interesting tale regarding your hometown:

I went there 2 years ago for a rep soccer game against London United U18 at Windermere Park. So when I was driving there, I couldn't find the place because I didn't carry a detailed map with me, only one of those Ontario roadmap booklet things. I was driving down Windermere Rd., but couldnt find the place, so I decided to drive into a residence area and pull over at a random house, ring the doorbell, and ask for directions. :p And it was an Eastern European woman that opened the door, and she told me to "drive north" and "I will eventually find it". Stupid biatch. Good thing my instincts were right I didn't trust her heavily accented directions, so I tried another house with some legit white guy washing his car and he told me the right directions. Phew. Good ol' London.

LMAO. I have an interesting tale regarding your hometown:

I went there 2 years ago for a rep soccer game against London United U18 at Windermere Park. So when I was driving there, I couldn't find the place because I didn't carry a detailed map with me, only one of those Ontario roadmap booklet things. I was driving down Windermere Rd., but couldnt find the place, so I decided to drive into a residence area and pull over at a random house, ring the doorbell, and ask for directions. :p And it was an Eastern European woman that opened the door, and she told me to "drive north" and "I will eventually find it". Stupid biatch. Good thing my instincts were right I didn't trust her heavily accented directions, so I tried another house with some legit white guy washing his car and he told me the right directions. Phew. Good ol' London.




Yeah, sure...just blame us Eastern-Euros. :(

he already did. you people are ******* useless. (H)


and Brian you're totally right... all he's got is his speed, but once a defender's toe-to-toe with him he doesn't stand a chance :(

he already did. you people are ******* useless. (H)


and Brian you're totally right... all he's got is his speed, but once a defender's toe-to-toe with him he doesn't stand a chance :(

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Don't worry Dragan, I'm not harsh like rony. I'm not blaming for her usefulness, she's just a little unsettled to this new environment, probably. She did have a very exotic Borat-like accent tho, hawt.