Oh Timmy your inane, your so inane you hurt my brain, Oh Timmy (yeah yeah), Oh Timmy (yeah yeah)
Honestly you cannot make this drivel up, it keeps flowing like a sewer pipe that has spruing a leak 55 feet underground, JC is the chief engineer trying desperately to stem the tide, but he gets covered in more sh1t than the rest of us, as the offering for today amptly demonstrates.
JC has a season ticket at the football with his son and at the start of the 2008/2009 season Timmy has a query.
TJ - Have you got the same seats at the football this season JC?
JC - No Timmy, we are on the halfway line, quite high up this year
TJ - You've got the same seats though
JC - No Timmy, we used to be behind the goal, but now we are in the East Stand, at the side of the pitch
TJ - You've got the same seats then
JC - What?
TJ - Plastc...they are still plastic seats though...the same seats.
