From Burnley to Booonley eh?
There's yer autobiography title right there, ya preposterous yard-dog-loving. Thatcher-praising, vaguely-Liverpool-supporting, winning-2-0-on 12%-possession, clear-yer-fucking-throat-mate-gravel-is-not-an-accent, crap-shirt-wearing, surprisingly-not-brexit-voting bad bellend ginge