I most want to wipe the smarmy grin from their pocked and sweaty faces, it is the swine-whores of Hornsby. I never thought I’d see the day I’d say this, but GO MIRRABOOKA! Good luck for the Grand Final on Sunday.
They really were nasty, narky, smug little sods! With their shoulders and elbows in all our soft bits and feigned whiney outrage at the umpires whenever they were pulled up for it. Most of them even refused our congratulatory handshake at the end of the game! Most unsavoury behaviour.
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poor Lady! nevermind, you won last year, and it sounds like it took some foul play by the swine to knock you out.
Bad luck, look at it this way - you've got a sleep in next Sunday now.
Nasty Cows I say
Hey, thanks lovely peeps!
They really were nasty, narky, smug little sods! With their shoulders and elbows in all our soft bits and feigned whiney outrage at the umpires whenever they were pulled up for it. Most of them even refused our congratulatory handshake at the end of the game! Most unsavoury behaviour.
But mostly, I'm just bitter about losing...
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