Shout outs...part 1.

I have been hounded by fans for a shout out on this blog. Really this thing has taken on a life of its own.

Now I cannot respond to all, for that would take an eternity, but I can respond to a few. Now I will not be crude enough to name names, and if I do miss out a couple, you are probably not that important to me. Just kidding, it's because your bid on the "shout out" was not high enough. So don't get mad, get money, and send it to martymarto@theinternet.www.google.com :

To the mad Turk, I put you up here in spite of your lack of goal scoring this season, so that will undoubtedly mean a lot to you. Please get mama Turk to send some Turkish delight in the mail. And no, I am not talking about a mail order bride.

To the infamous Zigzag, whose notoriety has spread across the Atlantic, Pacific and G-d knows where else: I hope to be having a pint with ya real soon....maybe even some bangers and mash served with a side of snobby emperialism. Keep up the good work in Blimey, and try not to get too many locals preggers.

To the mad Russian: Mr. Gecko called, he wanted to tell you "Welcome to the club". He also said something about ripping your throat out and shitting down your skull, but that's just semantics. Nazdarovya.

To the one and only Jet, you are both a gentleman and a scholar, now all you need to do is work on your poker game! :)

To the man formerly known as SAJ (remember ICQ??), I bow in honour of your recent academic achievement. Dare I say Mr. Gecko will be calling you soon as well...? B.S.B for life baby!

To my fellow Scouser and boet, I say hurry up and become a millionaire so we can buy out the Reds and spend the rest of our days on the fair Mersey shore, dining with Stevie and Luis.

that concludes part 1.

if you are incensed you did not make the cut, wait for part 2, or leave a comment.
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M.L.