Number11

Tell you what though they'll be nae tartan trannies in Brazil!

The draw is on Monday mate. And I will take the crash barriers at Ibrox in the next round.

Does anyone know how may tickets the mancs where given?

The three of them should never have been out in the first place.

Great artical mate

See you there BD no fucking surrender!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK AND ANOTHER FUCK

May have to join you BD, usual time and place!!!!!

Celtic have released a statement saying that their manager will be David Blunkett. Sources at Parkhead say the reason for this appointment is that Mr Blunkett knows how to hold onto a lead.

And on the 24th day the Lord said to his flock, go to the land of tangerine and reclaim that cloth they call the league flag so that your people may be free to go to work on a Monday and ram it right into those dirty, tattie munchin, Fuckin t***, child touchin, paddy market bastards. WE ARE THE PEOPLE !!!!!!!! Helicopter Sunday where does it go ? Even the pilot didnae fuckin know. Could it be Glasgow or is it Dundee? The answer is easy coz we fucked them by three. So tell all the tims you know, No fuckin chance is it 4 in a row. WATP

I BELIEVE !!!!!!!!!!!!!! WATP

Total fuck up sorry gents

It would have to be Gazza

Well we had helicopter Sunday the last time so would anyone object to calling this one FAMINE RELIEF DAY. plus i hope big :lafferty: scores the winner just to sicken those bastards.Keep believing WATP

Fifty Two !!!!!!!!!!!!

Let me tell you a tale of a Sunday in May, We were 2 points behind Celtic with one game to play, The tims had been crowing "the titles in the bag, We've won the league again,fly the flag,fly the flag." They would be taught a lesson they'll always remember, Don't write off the Rangers,we never surrender. We desended on Leith on the 22nd of May The waiting was over ,it was judgement day. With hope in our hearts and trannies in hands We packed ourselves into the Easter Road stand The ref blew the whistle, the action began, A wave of excitement swept over the fans. But half an hour in came the news we were dreading, Sutton had scored, for 2nd place we were heading. Soon half-time arrived and the score remained zero, we looked to the heavens and prayed for a hero. The teams re-emerged and the second half started, Not one of our loyal fans had departed. Then all of a sudden - a promising break, Buffel to Novo who made no mistake. 1-0 to Rangers, we were off the mark, Our attentions now turned to Fir Park. Celtic were coasting as the minutes ticked by, They sang Championees and the fields of athenry. But you and i know there was a sting in the tail, For theirs is a club which is destined to fail. Enter Scott MacDonald with an overhead kick, Douglas is nowhere and Timmy is sick. Their fans were despondant and looked to the skies, But there was no solace there for their tear-stained eyes. For a helicopter was approaching the ground, But it sure wasn't landing, it was turning around. Over on the touchline, O'Neill lost the plot, Astonishingly brilliant, i think fucking not! Soon word reached Leith and the Rangers fans roared, The players on the pitch knew Motherwell had scored. They kept possession, we awaited more news, Tension gripped all of the Red,White & Blues Then two minutes later - a heart warming sound, Another eruption at our end of the ground. 2-1 to Motherwell and it had to be him, MacDonald again, not bad for a Tim. The final whistle sounded and the copter arrived, This time it was landing with the SPL prize Strangers hugged strangers up and down the land, As the words KEEP BELIEVING appeared in the stand. The singing began - "Cheer up Marty" Come on over to our place we're having a party. And over at Ibrox, though minutes had passed, A sea of Red,White & Blue had amassed. Hundreds of bears lined Edmiston Drive, The team bus arrived and the place came alive The party continued well into the night, A reward for a season of courage and fight. And i urge fellow bears to take heed of this rhyme, as we find ourselves now in more difficult times, Protest if you must at the current regime, But unite on a Saturday and get behind the team. When your finding it hard to muster belief, Think back to that day when the sun shone on Leith. Cos like the moon landings and JFK, We'll always remember that Sunday in May. The odds were against us but we won the race, Let others come after us, we welcome the chase. WATP