Oooh-Ahhh Vote McGrath! - McGrath VICTORY: A New Dawn OFFICIAL

all seems a bit quiet. i can only assume the garda are now involved and @McGrathsipan’s plot has been uncovered and he’s now biting a pillow on d-wing.
 
Duffy is definitely gonna go full Trump and claim there is still uncounted votes and she actually won the competition.

I hope Dawn uses her new art supplies to paint a big middle finger to Duffy!

She needs to be careful poking that bear. At least 400 of the uncounted votes were mine on Saturday afternoon and they weren't going her way.
 
This is one of the greatest wins I've ever been part of.

Life's hard for us Feyenoorders.
 
all seems a bit quiet. i can only assume the garda are now involved and @McGrathsipan’s plot has been uncovered and he’s now biting a pillow on d-wing.
Don't underestimate @McGrathsipan, he had his escape bag ready!

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Duffy is definitely gonna go full Trump and claim there is still uncounted votes and she actually won the competition.

I hope Dawn uses her new art supplies to paint a big middle finger to Duffy!
Marie did one already
 
This is one of the greatest wins I've ever been part of.

Life's hard for us Feyenoorders.

It's up there for us United fans over the past decade as well!

Dawn McGrath, already more successful than Moyes, Van Gaal or Mourinho.
 
Frankly, this was a landslide!
Yep. Soon the judging committee will question the incredible results and start an investigation. Then they will discover that hundreds of bots voted for Dawn. Soon she'll be ostracized from the local art community, and then the entire art world. Banksy will create a 100 foot high piece showing Dawn as a Victorian slum boss just across the road from their kitchen window.

Eventually Dawn will grow distant to her husband, and eventually stop speaking to him altogether. He'll try and put on a brave face for the kids and tell them that mummy is just working some things out. They'll ask why mummy gets vegetables hurled at her when they go to the shops, and why that nasty old lady called her a "cheating bitch". Daddy won't know how to respond.

Before Christmas he'll go out and buy her some fancy new brushes. Something to maybe kickstart what once was her favourite past time, but had now become nothing more than a crumpled box hidden under the stairs stuffed with old paints and voodoo Kermit dolls filled with pins. He'll return from the shops, earlier than expected, wondering why there's a great big Lamborghini tractor in the driveway. As he opens the door he hears from upstairs, in the room he and his wife used to share before she started locking the doors at night, the sounds of deep moaning and screams of "hurl me up the arse like yer wan."

Resigned, he'll meekly lie down on the old wicker sofa inside the conservatory that has acted as his only comfort at nights for the last four months, and cry himself to sleep once more.
 
Yep. Soon the judging committee will question the incredible results and start an investigation. Then they will discover that hundreds of bots voted for Dawn. Soon she'll be ostracized from the local art community, and then the entire art world. Banksy will create a 100 foot high piece showing Dawn as a Victorian slum boss just across the road from their kitchen window.

Eventually Dawn will grow distant to her husband, and eventually stop speaking to him altogether. He'll try and put on a brave face for the kids and tell them that mummy is just working some things out. They'll ask why mummy gets vegetables hurled at her when they go to the shops, and why that nasty old lady called her a "cheating bitch". Daddy won't know how to respond.

Before Christmas he'll go out and buy her some fancy new brushes. Something to maybe kickstart what once was her favourite past time, but had now become nothing more than a crumpled box hidden under the stairs stuffed with old paints and voodoo Kermit dolls filled with pins. He'll return from the shops, earlier than expected, wondering why there's a great big Lamborghini tractor in the driveway. As he opens the door he hears from upstairs, in the room he and his wife used to share before she started locking the doors at night, the sounds of deep moaning and screams of "hurl me up the arse like yer wan."

Resigned, he'll meekly lie down on the old wicker sofa inside the conservatory that has acted as his only comfort at nights for the last four months, and cry himself to sleep once more.
:lol: :lol: that part did it for me!
 
Word has it that Duffy's partner is a RAWK-ite and they pulled in RAWK to help sway the vote. What a scummy move and a spit in the face of true democracy. Today, humanity was unknowingly saved by the Caf. Victory!
 
I haven't voted this much since online since that fans' league where we could vote for our club. Does anyone remember that site?