DC’s been in dispensing New Year greetings with his three wee men. Nigel arrives late, mourning Lemmy and declaring that, even if he’s too late for Carol’s tea, “that’s the way I like it baby, I don’t wanna live forever!” Sadly, Nigel’s mum’s hairdresser on the south coast hasn’t come up with any tickets for the game at Bournemouth, despite Nigel offering to book us all in for a claret and blue rinse.
ON ME HEAD, ANTONIO
ANDY CARROLL — HE LEFT 'COS YOU'RE S**T!
I JUST DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND…
YOU'VE REALLY GOT ME GOING NOW