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About Birmingham

I’m strollin, seein these gals, thinkin – “This ain’t no ordinary day!” Kinda like Tom sayin, “In this family, we don’t run!” But me? I’m curious, not runnin. One time, saw this chick, fishnets, smokin – bold as fuck. Asked her, “What’s yer story?” She laughed, said, “Doc, I’m the queen of midnight!” Ha! Surprised me, she had sass. Made me happy, ya know? Real people, not robots.

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Killer hooks and social conscience combine next month as The Media Whores play The Depot – their first Falkirk gig in almost two years.

So, I stroll down to the Falkirk Wheel. If you haven’t seen it, you’re missing out! It’s this massive boat lift thingy. I mean, who even thought of that? Genius! I’m snapping pics, feeling like a tourist in my own city. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs into me. Like, full-on shoulder check. I spill my coffee all over my new shirt. Ugh! I’m fuming. I mean, come on, kid! Watch where you’re going!

Scott Arfield determined to seal Falkirk title to cap career