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Govna visits Danny boy

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BigSaltyDog Exclusive – Two Old Mates, Football, Women and a Whole Lot of Trouble! Govna woke up on Saturday morning with one thing on his mind. He was heading to Manchester to visit his old mate Danny Boy. After checking the train times, grabbing his jacket and making sure his phone was charged, Govna headed for the station. "Manchester, here I come!" he announced, boarding the train with the confidence of a man who believed the world owed him a good weekend. A couple of hours later, he arrived at Manchester Piccadilly, where Danny Boy was waiting. "LOOK WHO IT IS!" shouted Danny Boy. The two exchanged a massive handshake and a hug. "How's things, you handsome devil?" asked Danny Boy. "Never better. Still breaking hearts and causing trouble," replied Govna. Danny Boy burst out laughing. "Breaking hearts? You couldn't break a biscuit!" ## 🍻 The Great Debate The lads headed straight into town and found themselves a c...

A tribute to Patrick Stewart

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A heartfelt BigSaltyDog tribute, with all the Misfits gathering to honour a legendary actor. ❤️ 🖖 A FINAL SALUTE TO SIR PATRICK STEWART! When Legends Gather, Even Stg. Salty Stands to Attention Some men become stars. Others become legends. And then there is Sir Patrick Stewart, a gentleman whose extraordinary career took him from the stars of Star Trek to the battlefields of X-Men, earning the respect of millions along the way. Today, in Saltyville, the Misfits have gathered for something rather special. For once, nobody is arguing, nobody is blowing anything up, and even Quags has been told to behave himself. Well, almost. The occasion is a grand tribute to a man who brought Captain Jean-Luc Picard to life and gave the world Professor Charles Xavier, the wise and dignified leader of the X-Men. Stg. Salty has ordered a full ceremonial gathering. The Leopard 2 tank has been polished until it practically blinds the neighbours, the Misfits are assembled in their finest attire...

Russell Brand not guilty in a court of salty law

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Stg. Salty and the Misfits delivering their own verdict. It’s written as fictional satire, not a claim about the real court proceedings.  ⚖️ THE MISFITS FIND RUSSELL BRAND NOT GUILTY! Stg. Salty’s Court of Absolute Nonsense Delivers Its Verdict! There are courts of law, courts of appeal, and then there is the highly questionable justice system of Saltyville, where the wigs are crooked, the paperwork has gone missing, and the judge has already asked where the tea and biscuits are. This particular morning, Stg. Salty had decided that the Misfits needed to settle an important matter. Russell Brand had been dominating the headlines, and everyone seemed to have an opinion. “Right, lads and ladies,” announced Salty, banging an old wooden spoon against the table. “Today, we shall conduct our own trial. And before anybody asks, no, we haven't got a proper courtroom. The community hall will have to do.” Quags immediately objected. “Is this legally binding?” “Of course not,” repl...

The misfits, Kristen Bell and Summer Glau

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🍻 THE MISFITS, KRISTEN BELL & SUMMER GLAU! When Hollywood Comes to Saltyville, Absolutely Nobody Gets Any Sleep! 😂❤️ An exclusive BigSaltyDog adventure featuring Stg. Salty, Kristen Bell, Summer Glau and the Charming Misfits! Welcome to Saltyville. Stg. Salty was enjoying a peaceful afternoon at Misfits HQ when Kristen Bell announced she was joining Sarah and Susan for a night on the town. Sarah nearly dropped her handbag. Susan let out a squeal that could have shattered windows in three counties. "KRISTEN, WE'RE ACTUALLY GOING OUT WITH YOU TONIGHT?" Sarah exclaimed. Kristen laughed. "Of course! What's the worst that could happen?" From the kitchen came a tremendous crash, followed by Govna shouting, "EVERYTHING'S FINE!" Salty slowly lowered his newspaper. "Kristen, sweetheart, that's the first question nobody should ever ask around here." 🍸 Chapter One: The Great Tour Guide Competition McFinleyyy and Quags had ...

Kristen Bell signs for the Salty team

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🚨 THE MISFITS MEET KRISTEN BELL – NOBODY SAW THIS COMING! 💕🤩 An Exclusive BigSaltyDog Story 🐕🧂 It was a quiet Thursday morning in Saltyville. Stg. Salty was sitting in his favourite armchair, reading the newspaper and enjoying a nice cup of coffee, when McFinleyyy burst through the door like a man who had just discovered free pints for life. McFinleyyy: "QUAGS! GET YOURSELF IN HERE! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS!" Quags wandered in, carrying a packet of biscuits. Quags: "What is it now? Has Govna finally learned how to use a screwdriver without flooding his kitchen?" McFinleyyy: "Better! KRISTEN BELL IS IN TOWN!" There was a moment of absolute silence. McFinleyyy and Quags slowly turned towards each other. They exchanged a look. Then, simultaneously, they shouted: "YEEESSSSS!" 🤩❤️ Quags nearly dropped his biscuits. Quags: "Kristen Bell? MY Kristen Bell? The woman from Heroes? Mate, I absolutely loved her in that! And...

Bread truck causes A1 motorway to shut

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🥖 THE GREAT A1 BREAD JAM! Stg. Salty and the Misfits discover that Britain's motorway network has finally gone stale! Stg. Salty was enjoying a peaceful morning with a steaming cup of tea when he opened the newspaper and nearly choked on his biscuit. BREAKING NEWS: A1 MOTORWAY SHUT AFTER BREAD TRUCK SPILLS ITS LOAD! Salty lowered his newspaper. "You're having me on. The country's motorway network has ground to a halt because somebody's lost their loaf?" Unfortunately, the Misfits had already gathered around the kitchen table, and Govna was warming up. "BREAKING NEWS!" Govna announced, standing on a chair. "Traffic's at a standstill because the bread has been spread across the road!" Dannyboy nearly fell off his seat laughing. "Don't worry, lads! They'll get things rolling again once they butter up the situation!" Salty stared at them over his newspaper. "That's two puns before breakfast. Keep this...

Ye olde Large Lad goes to Spain

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☀️ YE OLDE LARGE LAD GOES SOUTH — THE MISFITS IN SPAIN! 🍹❤️ Mid-Term Break, Mediterranean Sunshine and One Very Thirsty Govna! After weeks of miserable Irish weather, Ye Olde Large Lad had finally reached breaking point. Rain hammered against his window, the wind howled like a banshee, and his garden furniture had travelled halfway down the street. “That's it!” he declared. “I'm off to southern Spain. Sun, swimming pools, cold drinks and beautiful scenery. Life's too short to spend mid-term break looking like a drowned rat!” Within minutes, the flights were booked. Unfortunately, someone mentioned the words holiday and free bar in the Misfits WhatsApp group. Within an hour, the entire gang had invited themselves. McFinleyyy packed his sunglasses, Quags brought enough sun cream to protect a small village, and Whizzley arrived at the airport convinced he'd found a shortcut through security. Winkz brought a suitcase full of clothes he probably wouldn't wea...