Chris Ingersent

"I think the key to not being a fucking idiot is realizing you're a fucking idiot." Splattercat 2017

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Least she got to meet my son. ❤️

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

@pieandbov Absolute fair fucks to both teams.

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Mon the fucking coefficient’

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Time to retire my keyring. 🫠

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

@CFC_OBED I legit didn’t even know who Rio was before he went to Liverpool. 🤷🏻‍♂️

[YESSIRSKI @priinnyyyy]

no suicidal shit but sometimes i look at this world and don’t wanna be a part of it

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

@Coops_EF1 That’s the vibe I was getting from Twitter. Another red card cost us. Let’s hope it’s a one off and not a continuation of last season.

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Boy at my work going on like we got pumped the day. 2-0 to 2-2 isn’t ideal. But before the red card surely we were playing well?

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Awwwww fuck off Killie

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Liverpool sign Isak and it’s over. League and champions league double incoming.

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Gotta feel for Hibs.

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

@SPFLWatch Scottish football is back. Unreal.

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Mental health workers with zero compassion are pointless.

[Marco Foster @MarcoFoster_]

Dropkick Murphys play a montage of Donald Trump and his best friend Jeffrey Epstein during their song “First Class Loser”

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Air frying bacon is just so much better

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@jackwilson14499 @KilmarnockFC Perfect. Cheers!

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Polworth just isn’t it

[Chris Ingersent @182Kris]

Killie pies cooked properly are half decent. Killie pies cooked at rugby park are fucking rank.

[💌 @glowyaquarius]

i think it’s doing irreversible damage to my psyche to get on social media everyday and see the same cycle of three things: the most heinous, soul-crushing news, hyper-privileged & out of touch influencers on vacation, and then tiny sparks of joyful humanity, poetry, and love