Two large pizzas and a dessert for under twelve quid. Thank you, Papa John’s.
It made a nice tea and there’s even leftovers for tomorrow. Cold pizza is amazing.
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Is it a little obsessive to have an ex-Leeds United striker, now Norwich City reserve bench-warmer, as my desktop wallpaper?
He is one of my favourite players of all time. I dream of him coming back home to Leeds (on an almost nightly basis).
In case you don't know who this is, it's Lucian...
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So Brian McDermott has left Leeds United. Probably the most unpredictable thing ever to happen in football. Many have said that Brian had to work under difficult circumstances. While this is true, I think it would be fair to say that he should have known things would be tough when he took the job. T...
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