So with the champions league final in sight thoughts turn to Chelski; After all the money he's spent you'd think Abramovich would have expected more so far but then considering the sort of shite he's buying thesedays you'd be forgiven to think maybe he's just taking the piss - kind of like when Rob plays Championship Manager, pure rubbish obviously. I mean £17 million for a whale-sized painting of a gigantic (and fairly bet-down to be honest) London Jobcentre supervisor, the guy has clearly gone a bit wayward. So if he can be convinced to buy that shite who knows what sized clump of his money mound he'll throw at Chelsea "we'll be in the black by 2009" FC this coming summer - the entire Euro 2008 Dream Team probably.
....dishwashers; they're probably one of the pinnacles of human advancement, I don't think I like any home appliance as much as the dishwasher, even the TV (surprisingly I can live without a TV now - doesn't quite make sense I know but I lie not).
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