Hello and welcome to our web site. I hope you enjoy what your about to find out about a few good lads from Sheffield, we hope to provide an informative and entertaining site that you shouldn’t take too seriously.

Rules on entry:

First things first, we should introduce ourselves

Fact file one:

Name Christopher Roger Hogan

Age 17

Hair Fuck knows

Height Lanky

Weight Skinny fat bastard

I WILL become head of glass collectors at the Dogs whilst still remaining to my roots at The Old Blue Ball in Hillsborough, and as J-Lo once famously said, "don’t be fooled by the rocks that ive got im still Hogan from Taplin Road"

Fact file two:

Name Christopher Ruben McClure

Age 17

Hair Well, he’s had Waddle, Becks, Gazza, and oh yes go faster stripes

Height Lankier

Weight Skinny fat bastard

To be a big ball specialist (ANYONE GOT SWOLLEN PIPES ???), I am currently training with Greggs bakery for next seasons HOT CROSS BUNNY, I have got past experience and am feeling confident about filling the position of the 7ft white rabbit. SUKI SUKI SUKI

Fact file three:

Name Richard Rex Ashton

Age 17

Hair Receding

Height Mr Fucking Average

Weight See height

Forget Francesca Mardlin I went to see a clare voyeant the other day and on the 7^th September 2018 at 17:43 I will be in the middle of sexual anal pleasures with the one and only Rex Hunt. YES THE FUTURES BRIGHT, THE FUTURE IS FISHING. Not many people admire me for this past time but I can always rely on Watts and Hogan for a good old session on the Don.

Fact file four:

Name James Randolf Watt

Age 17

Hair WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Height Midget

Weight Over

I have been recently asked to star in the Wizard of OZ sequel titled Dorothy, The Witch, and the mushrooms. I will take one of the lead roles as Leader of the Mushroom clan. Over the last year I have been growing the famous Pat Sharp hair do which I have received much grief for but I’ll be the one those laughing my way to Hollywood stardom.

Contents of our Page:

Out and About

This Page will be a tribute page for pictures and tales from our nights out as the nd – core. You will see drunken antics, football match drunkenness and many MOTO sightings along the way. You will also be able to read stories about birthdays, gigs, random nights out and girls.

Title: McClure’s birthday

Venue: The Leadmill

Date: 21^st February 2003

McClure, Hogan and Ashton decided to have an early start down Hillsborough in The Three Masons, a usual spot where you can find the nd – core, it was only half 5 when three of the main four decided that they would make a normal night into something special. Hogan ordered a taxi for 7 outside Masons but the fucker didn’t turn up till half past so we left him waiting whilst we ran for the tram, nearly getting ploughed down by some boy racer in a clio, sad fuck. The night was as normal, meet the other lads in Cavendish, another drinking hole for the core, then from there down to The Leadmill via a few other bars.

We arrived at our destination around 11:00 pm and began our queuing behind some posh twats from Dore. Once at the front the bouncer was refusing to let us in due to the mass numbers that we had, but after much discussion, arse licking and promises to behave they all agreed that we could enter. We took up our usual spot on the stage and began the drink and dance routine that usually we regret, this was to be no different. The night was a normal one until MC Hammer made us dance like monkeys on glue. Half way through the song a drunken McClure shouted, "Hogan" the next minute McClure had thrown a whisky glass to him which smashed both Hogan’s bottle and the glass, both Hogan and McClure laughed and carried on dancing , but then another classic song came on, Michael Jackson’s Billie Jean, and yes again half way through McClure ‘DROPPED’ his glass, the bouncer came racing over and politely asked Macca to, "take a walk to the door" once at the door Hogan, McClure, Matt and Victoria asked to go back in but they had no chance! And the bouncer who had questions about letting us in, in the first place turned round to the pair and said, "so much for behaving boys". They promised that we would never enter the club again but the next night McClure went to see the Libertines play so, so much for the banning order, DICK HEADS.

Title: Hogan and Watts birthday bash

Venue: Republic

Date: 4^th April 2003

The build up to the club was as usual, Hillsborough, Cavendish and Club. This time it was a trip to the Republic for the boys described as piss pots by many people including parents, pals and anyone else who meets us. We had bought Q jumping tickets for the Republic, which paid off as the Q was fucking huge, once in we had to fight our way through the R’n’B floor, which is always fun as you see Posh kids with sweat bands and string vests acting like they are cool and hip hop when really their mum and dads think their at Jo Bloggs house revising. Once through the jokers we went down stairs to Bubblegum, a cheesy pop and old classics night, where yet again the booze and dance session carried on. It got to about 12:30 and Hogan and Watto were blindo, Everyone was dancing in a circle (usual pissed up dancing for us lot) when Hogan and Ash Cross went down like a ton of bricks and laid there for around5 minutes covered in black shit off the floor, it was a sight seeing Hogan collapse like Del Boy through the Bar, and also like Del, Hogan didn’t spill a drop of his drink. The Republic isn’t Hogan’s most lucky place as he has had many a nightmare with fat birds from Euro Disney, Ginger birds and posh pricks who have had one too many sherbets and fancy having a pop at him.

Title: The wheely bin, the sold sign and booze

Venue: Ashton’s house

Date: 15^th May 2003

Ashton’s house has always given us plenty of quality memories this night would add to the numerous stories that the four can share with you. The lads decided to meet at the Yew Tree, Hogan had been at a football presentation, clearing up the trophies as usual (yeah he wishes), but came down to meet up for the last few drinks. McClure and Carnall decided to venture into Hillsborough to the Old Blue Ball whilst the other lads, Ashton, Dunny, Matt, Joel, Butch and Housey stayed in the Yew Tree. When Hogan joined the bunch they had a few more then moved on to Ashton’s. Once at Ashton’s the music got blasted up, the lager began to flow and jokes started to be cracked. About half an hour later Carnall and McClure strolled in with a fucking minging Henry Lloyd jacket which they had bought off a bloke whose family had left him, and the tight fisted bastards only gave him £3 for it. After a few hours Carnall decided that he was going to go to his birds house up stannington so Hogan and McClure decided decided that they would walk him to Malin Bridge. On the way down the lads sang songs and im almost certain that they upset a few people along the way. Once at Malin Bridge Carnall went off and Hogan and McClure started to walk back, until one blue bin was spotted and snatched of someone’s pathway, they are always doing stupid things like this and can never fully explain their incentive for doing it. Well the pair got two minutes away from Ashtons and McClure says, "I need a piss" the bin was the nearest thing so the pair began to urinate in the fucking bin, again god knows why as Ashtons was around the corner. Anyway soon after McClure spots a For Sale sign in a front garden and decided to jump up onto the garden and begin to vigorously shake the sign until it was loose and the pull it out. On arrival at Ash’s the bin and sign were dumped on the back garden and Ashton went off on one about there his neighbours and the pair were always doing something to upset them, well to be honest he’s right as about half 1 in the morning they were singing I am a resurrection on the shed roof whilst Ashtons next door neighbours dying mother was asleep in bed, they apologised to the neighbour who had complained and then settled down for a night of Gambling, Booze, and Ashton’s favourite program Rex Hunts Fishing Adventures.

Title: Milburn and the boys making all the fucking noise, in Liverpool

Venue: The Cavern, Liverpool

Date: Some time in 2003

The day began with the core having a 12 O’clock kick off in the Cavendish, this was meant to be an all lad affair but we were joined by Clare, Lauren and Tori and lets be honest girls and day sessions don’t mix. It got to about half 4 and the lads decided to make a move and we made our way down to the Spar, were bottles of Tango and Coke were topped up with vodka for the trip westwards to Liverpool. We got to the Valley Centertainment where the coach was picking us up, once their McClure and Hogan were warned by Ian Carnall, one of the bands dads, about our behaviour and all this because some pissed up prick fancied a fight at the NMB weeks before. The coach journey was full of jokes and stories about ex-birds, which got the lads in good moods for Liverpool. On arrival at Liverpool the lads did their usual trick and found the nearest pub and started to drink again. An hour later Hogan, McClure, Ashton and a few others went to another pubs in Liverpool whilst the rest including Watts went to a fucking strip bar, scummy bastards.

We all met up again in the Cavern and began to watch the band. After they had finished their set we decided to walk over the road to the Cavern pub where Beatles memorabilia was observed and worshiped, including a ¾ size figure of God (for all you who are disrespectful im talking about John Lennon). After a few drinks we moved back to the Cavern where some shit band we playing. Hogan disappeared to the toilets and on his re-appearance he had a pair of sunglasses on, one lens smashed.

The four began to dance to the music and spotted two Chinese people sat down on a table, the core went over and began to dance with them, whilst Hogan was asking him whether or not he was related to Mr Miyagi. The wax on wax off jokes were cracked, and the lads were having a great time. Around half 12 the lads made the way back to the coach point, and boarded the coach back to Sheffield. The coach journey home was brilliant as everyone was pissed, none more than Hogan who decided to climb down the coach on seat arms and back, wearing his Mr Miyagi glasses, whilst shouting, "Ahrr Carnall wax-on-wax-off" This night was probably one that the lads will remember purely for drunken antics and not much more.

MOTO casuals

This page will be devotion to probably the best ever SCUM WEAR!!

MOTO, if you didn’t know is the cheapest yet reasonably decent clothes range from TOPMAN, it has become popular with the lads and I’m almost certain that each of the four has at least four or five items of MOTO, including belts, wallets and those wank hats. MOTO is possibly the scummiest range of clothes on the market their jeans are popular with the lads as I think all four have a pair, if not WHY? Their T-shirts are popular with those kids who don’t have enough humour to make someone laugh, so they buy a T-shirt with the words "MONKEY NUTS" across the front and a picture of a nut, well sorry to tell you this but were not laughing with you were laughing at you its just your so locked up in your own little worlds that you don’t realise, I mean for fucks sake your posh and rich so go and shop at some rich and posh shop somewhere else OK!! I bet if your mum saw you wearing a FCUK shirt saying, "BEST FCUK EVER" she would make you take it back or not allow you to, "Wear such an offensive shirt, its so rude" well you know what FUCK OFF!!

Sorry that we have been unable to post pictures on our site, we couldn’t afford to become full members as it would have cost too much and we cant be arsed with paying.

But we have got a link to the TOPMAN site on this website so please check it out.

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