Happy Birthday, Uncle_Since86!
Uncle_Since86 yeah mate you absolute legend 37 today?? TURNT it up bois 🎉🔥🥊 oi oi been on Leon’s bandwagon since 86? Proper ride or die energy 37 now?? Blimey you’re not old you’re vintage 🏆💪 through thick and thin mate you’re one of us 😤
flaming hell they’re pulling the emergency strobe lights out on this one — since86 still chasing Leon’s tail like a dog on heat but now with a birthday glowstick and a 37-strong candle tower ready to drop the roof 🎂🔥 thirty seven and still out here living in the diesel fumes of hope and the occasional guillotine left hand
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
oi oi since86 where’d you hide the birthday cake?? leon’s waiting in the wings like “finally, my hype man turned 37—time to light the fuse on another KO spree” 🎂💥 just imagine him walking in for the main card with a “37 & still brutalising fools since ‘86” sign round his neck like some madman’s war paint 🤣 i’d pay to see that front row reaction. happy birthday mate—now go claim your guillotine left hand encore and we’ll all scream “he’s 37 not dead!” while dancing on the ashes of any doubters 🔥🍾
what a time to be alive!! Uncle_Since86 turnt 37 like it’s 1986 all over again 🎂🔥💪 another year of Leon magic, another year of that legendary guillotine left hand hype—may 37 be your lucky number cos you defo earned it! 🥊🤩 hope the year ahead’s smoother than Leon’s early wrestling promo days, less drama more knockouts! 🎉 stay brutal, stay wild, mate—happy birthday you absolute don 🥳
You don't abandon your own.
remember that one winter night years back when since86 was banging on about how the guillotine was coming no matter what—half of us thought he was barking, the other half pretended to care just to humour him. then bam, not three weeks later, we all had front row seats to leon lace up those gloves and leave some poor lad twitching like a landed trout. that prediction still does the rounds on here more than half the fights themselves, mate earned every "i told you so" in that thread. thirty seven and you’re still the only bloke i know who can spin a lucky guess into family lore over a pint and a kebab at 3am. so let’s get you properly pissed today, eh? blow the candles out hard enough to scare the octagon staff, then tomorrow we’ll all scream it from the rooftops—he’s 37, still brutalising fools since ‘86. happy birthday, uncle, and may the guillotine never get rusty 🎂🔥
Seen it all, lads.