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Ireland Vs Argentina in Rugby this evening

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🇮🇪 IRELAND VS ARGENTINA! THE MISFITS ARE READY FOR RUGBY WAR! 🏉 A BigSaltyDog Rugby Special – COME ON IRELAND! Let's go! Ireland take on Argentina in what promises to be a cracking rugby encounter. Two proud rugby nations, plenty of passion, a bit of muscle and absolutely no shortage of shouting from the sidelines. And, of course, the Misfits are gathering to watch every minute. Stg. Salty had organised the viewing arrangements, although describing the operation as organised would be stretching the truth somewhat. Ye Olde Large Lad arrived first, carrying enough snacks to feed the entire Argentine rugby squad. He announced that he was confident Ireland would win, provided nobody touched his crisps. McFinleyyy had already positioned himself directly in front of the television. Quags was beside him, armed with a notebook and claiming to understand every technical aspect of the game. Neither had actually agreed on what a scrum was. Whizzley was checking the latest team ...

Vote for Russell Brand

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 🇬🇧 THE MISFITS DISCOVER A NEW POLITICAL MOVEMENT – BRAND NEW POLITICS, SAME OLD MISFITS! Stg. Salty was enjoying a relatively peaceful afternoon when McFinleyyy burst into headquarters waving his phone. "Boss! Have you seen this? We've got a new political candidate!" Salty looked up from his newspaper. "Unless he's promising cheaper diesel, better roads and free pints, I'm not interested." McFinleyyy shoved the phone across the desk. There, in all its turquoise glory, was a rather extraordinary poster featuring Russell Brand, apparently announcing his candidacy for Reform UK. Underneath his name was a rather unfortunate reference to H.M.P. Belmarsh. Salty nearly choked on his tea. "Good grief. Is this a political campaign or the opening credits of a Netflix documentary?" Within minutes, the Misfits had assembled. Ye Olde Large Lad, currently recovering from his latest Spanish adventure, examined the poster carefully. ...

Time for a debrief

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THE FINAL DEBRIEF: THE GOVNA GETS HIS REWARD! Govna had finally returned from his Prague mission. The suit was immaculate, the shoes polished, and the famous red tracksuit had been temporarily retired. He'd survived questionable establishments, mysterious encounters, snooker tables and enough beer to float a small battleship. But tonight, there was one final appointment. The debrief. He entered a luxurious hotel suite where Sarah was waiting. She was dressed elegantly in a beautiful black evening dress, holding a glass of champagne. "Well, well, well," she smiled. "Look who's finally home." Govna adjusted his jacket. "Agent Sarah. The mission was successful. All objectives achieved. No casualties, although my liver has requested annual leave." Sarah laughed. "Come here, 007." Meanwhile, the Misfits had assembled in the hotel bar, desperately trying to find out what was happening upstairs. McFinleyyy was convinced there would b...

TUI Flight loss of undercarriage

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✈️ THE FLIGHT THAT LOST ITS UNDERCARRIAGE  A BigSaltyDog Special – When Nature Calls at 30,000 Feet! Stg. Salty was enjoying his morning coffee when he spotted an extraordinary story in the newspaper. A woman on a TUI flight had allegedly caused such a commotion that the aircraft had to divert, with the incident reportedly costing around £20,000. Salty lowered his newspaper. "Good grief. You couldn't make this stuff up." Govna, who was already halfway through his morning pint, leaned across the table. "What's happened now, Sergeant?" "Apparently, Govna, somebody had a rather unfortunate disagreement with the aircraft's toilet arrangements." Govna nodded thoughtfully. "Well, I've always said aviation needs better ground control. Clearly, somebody lost control of the situation!" McFinleyyy nearly choked on his coffee. Quags was already laughing. "Twenty grand for a toilet break? That's an expensive dump!" ...

Govna continues his mission

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🇨🇿 THE GOVNA'S PRAGUE MISSION – CUES, CZECHS & A LITTLE ROMANCE! 🎱 A BigSaltyDog Special – The Mission Continues! Govna had been exploring Prague for several days, and quite frankly, he was beginning to feel like a man who deserved a little relaxation. After all, international missions weren't easy. There were streets to explore, beers to sample and beautiful Czech ladies to admire. So, dressed in his smart casual suit, Govna spotted an establishment advertising a gentleman's evening of snooker, drinks and entertainment. "Well, well," he muttered. "A bit of snooker. Just what the doctor ordered." Inside, the place was beautifully decorated, with green baize tables, polished wood, comfortable leather seating and a rather charming blonde lady behind the bar. "Good evening, handsome," she smiled. Govna nearly swallowed his own tongue. "Evening, my darling. I'll have a pint, please. And perhaps a little guidance around t...

Govnas morning Beers

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🍺 THE GOVNA'S MORNING BEER – A MAN WITH A PLAN! A BigSaltyDog Special – Because Some Men Have Their Priorities Straight! It was 10:30 on a rather ordinary Wednesday morning when the Govna decided that the day needed a little improvement. While most sensible people were making coffee, checking emails or pretending to work, the Govna had other ideas. He was sitting comfortably outside a rather charming little pub, wearing his trademark red tracksuit and Govna cap. A pint of golden lager sat proudly in front of him. "Ahhhh," he sighed. "Now that's what I call breakfast!" The barman raised an eyebrow. "Bit early, isn't it?" The Govna looked at him over the rim of his glass. "Early? My good man, it's practically lunchtime somewhere in Europe!" And with that, he took another leisurely sip. Unfortunately, peace was never going to last for long. Within minutes, the Misfits began arriving. Ye Olde Large Lad appeared first, wea...

Underground bra bar

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🍻 THE GOVNA AND THE MYSTERY OF THE UNDERGROUND BRA BAR! 👙 A BigSaltyDog Special – A Few Beers, A Flight of Fancy and Some Very Supportive Decorations! Govna was enjoying a well-earned evening out. Dressed in his usual red tracksuit, matching Govna cap and wearing the confident expression of a man who believed he knew his way around absolutely everything, he was happily working his way through a few pints. "Ah, mines a pint if you please!" he announced to the barman. After his third beer, curiosity got the better of him. "I'll have a look around," he declared, noticing a staircase leading downstairs. Down he went, one step at a time, wondering what delights awaited him below. And then he stopped. Good Lord! He'd discovered another bar, but this wasn't your ordinary drinking establishment. Hanging from the ceiling, draped across the walls and suspended above the tables were hundreds of bras! Some were colourful, some were lacy, some were enor...