Old Trafford Farm, Manchester: The ring-leader of some muddied oafs who chase a bladder of wind across a farm meadow for a living, has got into trouble. Farmer Ferguson is his name and he has been shouting and getting red faced over Christmas. Rumours abound that Sants didn't get him a big enough Christmas present. Anyways, Farmer Ferguson was huffing and cussing at the Dean of St Michael, because Dean of St Michael and his assistants weren't sorting out the Magpies, that were flying about the meadow yonder.
It is rumoured too, that Farmer Ferguson must be visiting his wine cellar too often at the moment, due to the red face and all the huffing and puffing. Farmer Ferguson reactions seem quite potty!
Instead of keeping his mouth shut before engaging his brain, tirades of pure nonsense are making him a laughing stock in the meadow, down on Old Trafford Farm way!
Old Farmer Ferguson, the ring-leader of these muddied oafs, many of whom, haven't been produced through his farm system, is in a quandry as a Breeder. Especially now, the the breeding deficits are showing in many of his starting line-ups, since he's been in charge. Without an enormous budget to buy muddied oafs, Old Farmer Ferguson would never have produced didly-squat at Old Trafford Farm. Especially as his 'old stock', haven't done well at stud!!
Spotting talent and shelling out the big bucks is child's play, but Old Farmer Ferguson has also 'cocked up', innumerable times at Stud. Old Farmer Ferguson tactics in big meadows are deplorable, he is naught but a big mouth. Old Farmer Ferguson should be taught to have some manners by, perhaps, spending a night in the stocks.