A Quote by Reginald De Koven

So laugh, lads, and quaff, lads, twill make you stout and hale; through all my days, I'll sing the praise of brown October ale. — © Reginald De Koven
So laugh, lads, and quaff, lads, twill make you stout and hale; through all my days, I'll sing the praise of brown October ale.
Some lads were dribblers, some lads just loved scoring goals, whereas I enjoyed and took pride in practicing my passing and that. That's how it was.
It has never been about me. That's not the way I am. With Scotland, it has always been about the squad, the lads who were trying to get some big results to start the Euro 2020 campaign, rather than lads who were away from it, who people didn't know the truth about.
Where I'm from, to do acting is not heard of. Being one of the lads and all, you don't just go, 'Oh, I want to be an actor'. They'd laugh and joke about it.
Raheem Sterling is a role model to a lot of young lads coming through.
John Barleycorn was a hero bold, Of noble enterprise, For if you do but taste his blood, 'Twill make your courage rise, Twill make a man forget his wo; 'Twill heighten all his joy.
Like a lot of young lads who dreamt about being a singer, I was a massive fan of Robbie Williams and couldn't believe my luck when, not only did I get to meet my idol, but sing with him, too.
I have fed purely upon ale; I have eat my ale, drank my ale, and I always sleep upon ale.
Organising the defence is something that is very important and I try to do my best every single day in training to make sure the lads get the information they need.
Nothing quenches the thirst like a wheat beer, or sharpens the appetite like an India pale ale. Nothing goes as well with seafood as a dry porter or stout, or accompanies chocolate like an imperial stout. Nothing soothes like a barleywine. These are just a few of the specialty styles of beer.
The Irish are the niggers of Europe, lads.
The lads really ran their socks into the ground.
I have nothing but respect for 1D. They are great lads.
There were no Asian lads boxing when I started.
I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet.
I didn't come from a council estate like a lot of the lads do.
Pucky lads, a wee bit over their heads.
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