For the past couple of months I have been tempted to play a little sport every lunch time, I know for people who Know me it doesnt sound like me to be into sport but I suppose it all boils down to a little bit of snookerage supplied by the great young member Oliver. The past couple of sessions have been a real pain in the arse as we have been playing tremendously shit, It seems as if the yellow ball likes to stay and play, it seems to hate the depths of the dark pocket. The picture shows how maddness sets in, as you can see from the expression on young oliver's face it seems to have taken over his mind
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