It's the worst week in Arsenal history.
It's the worst week in Arsenal history.
Yeah, I know that doesn't make sense.
After my homemade mexican dinner, I now have the worst wind in history.
It's better to burn out, than to fade away.
Been asked to be a best man.
Better start thinking of a speech. I'm pretty much responsible for them being together anyway, as my mate had no cash on him when we were in a club, so I gave him a tenner to buy this girl a drink and the rest is history.
Little bit nervous tbh.