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How the hell do you know me?

I'm your taller, darker, more handsome brother.  

As I write your Scissors Speaks entries without even asking your permission, how do you feel about me filling this in for you as well?

Not a problem. You do such a great job with Scissors Speaks that I can only imagine you doing a fantastic job of this as well.

Favourie Ginge.Com feature.

Scissors Speaks of course. Words of wisdom in an otherwise complicated world.

Your comments are sometimes classed as controversal in your Scissors Speaks entires. Is that fair comment?

I am just saying what everyone else is thinking. Speak your mind, that is my Motto. Maybe the world would be a better place if there were more Scissors out there saying what they really felt about world events.
A lesson there for us all.

One uninteresting fact about yourself.

I suffer from the old Rockfords

Embarrassing moment when The Ginge wished he never knew you?

Blimey, I should imagine there are a few.
Could be the time I silenced the whole of The White Hart pub by beltching whilst teaching Shaun how to eat Chilli.
The time I punched Eagle when he wouldn't let me call time at the bar on the mic.
Needing to go home early in numourous clubs because I needed the crapper.
My many performances of Angels by Robbie Williams.
Getting a perm that ended up bigger than any afro and then continuing to turn up and play on a Sunday Morning.
The list is endless...

The REAL reason you made me Captain for Hook Rangers?

Listen, best man for the job. Leader of men. Who would the lads follow into battle? The Ginge. Leads by example. Able to control games in the centre of the park.
Plus it was the only way I could get you to play another season before retiring.


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