Brilliant player in his day. Endless list of trophies as a manager. Master tactician. But there Pep Guardiola is, just scratching his genitals like the rest of us.
Brilliant player in his day. Endless list of trophies as a manager. Master tactician. But there Pep Guardiola is, just scratching his genitals like the rest of us.
paddypowerofficial Verified On this day in 1673, a drunk St. Patrick marched up to a gang of snakes hanging around outside a Spar in Cavan, shouted “not on my f*cking watch!” and proceeded to beat seven shades of sh*te out of the elongated, limbless, carnivorous reptiles.
“The glorified f*cking worms didn’t stand a chance!,” he roared after the attack, before using one snake like a didgeridoo, and shouting “I am Patrick, king of the serpents!” through its lifeless body.
The patron saint of Ireland then spent the rest of the night drinking flagons of mead, and trying to fling the snakes over a telephone wire.