JAYNE WITH A WHY


My life has endured some drastic changes over the past 5yrs. I've moved continents, moved countries, lost my partner in life, lost my dogs, lost the bikes & no doubt about it, lost more than a few marbles along the way. I'm fucked up but valiantly fighting off sanity, which snaps at my heels at regular intervals. I swear a lot. Tell someone who cares.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

FOR JIMMY BASTARD

The Glasgow Rangers Manager flies to Baghdad to watch a young Iraqi playfootball. He is suitably impressed and arranges for the Iraqi lad to come over to Scotland.
Two weeks later the Rangers are 4-0 down to Aberdeen with only 20 minutes left. The Manager gives the young Iraqi striker the nod, and on he goes.The lad is a sensation and scores 5 goals in 20 minutes and wins the game for Rangers.The fans are delighted, the players and coaches are delighted and the media love the new star.

When the player comes off the pitch, he phones his Mum to tell her about his first day in Scottish football.
"Hello Mum, guess what?" He says in an Iraqi accent, "I played for 20minutes today, we were 4-0 down but I scored 5 and we won. Everybodyloves me - the fans, the media they all love me".
"Wonderful", says his Mum, "let me tell you about my day. Your father got shot in the street and robbed, your sister and I were ambushed, gang-raped and beaten, and your brother has joined a gang of looters and all while you were having such a great time".


The young lad is very upset. "What can I say Mum, except that I am very sorry?"

"Sorry?!!! Sorry?!!!" Says his Mum,






















"It's your bloody fault we moved to Glasgow in the first place!!"

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