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Imagine spending your lunchtime drawing this. What the hell are we doing with our lives
Bristol Rovers is a club in many ways built on the inherent power of the moustache
Feel like this was flirting with being okay but then went a bit scary
Playing for Bristol Rovers looks like a stressful business
We're off to a thoroughly upsetting start. Keep the suggestions coming. And please take our apologies as a given at this point.
This is fine. Seems happy enough. Only vaguely sinister.