Friends of Scum

Now we normally love our friends who are afflicted with the unfortunate malady known as supporting Tottenham. We've gone for drinks, danced to hipster music -- even played FIFA with them (and God damn it, if Almunia hadn't run all the way to the center line, we would've won!) But match days are truly the best test of bonds that span North London. Today, three of us received text messages so rude, so dastardly that we hesitate to include them below. Women, children, avert your eyes.

First, sent to two of our English correspondents:

Hahahahahahahahahahahaaa!

Comments like this are neither constructive nor particularly entertaining. In conclusion, not funny.

Secondly, sent to yours truly:

Watching the game?

Comments like this present themselves as innocuous and friendly. They aren't. EVIL! EVIL!!!

Messages like the above are utterly despicable and should never, ever be sent to your so-called friends.

...Unless, of course, we're sending them. Then it's just part of the game, innit?