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Even though he hasn’t met Jack Watts he knows he’s a ripper bloke
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Even though he hasn’t met Jack Watts he knows he’s a ripper bloke
Not enough pre-show beers tonight Robbo - lift your game!
Can there ever be enough pre-show beers?
We want to see him rubbing both eyes with the palms of his hands, getting frustrated over nothing, getting his pronouns arse backwards. The epic rants, the guttural groans and belches. The accidental swearing. The barely coherent ramblings that somehow speak a higher truth. That's what we pay our money for.
A skinful is a key element.
None of this calm, thoughtful analysis bullshit.
The AFL likes violence Gerard!
Verily brother George of Moorabbin.Thank you my brothers. I have not ventured into this thread since the end of last year for your views on TGO's slurmons...until now. I have been sent into a trance by TGO's start to the season, glued to my television screen nightly to take scriptures and eulogize the great one. There is no chair too high or too small, and the fear from the Nerdling when TGO stepped forth to proclaim he must sit higher, to look down upon his servants, was truly a sight to behold.
Mere mortals would be ashamed to step into thy Fox Footy manger after a show missed, however with a flick of the wrist and a click of the pen, TGO lays bare the prophecies of days gone by after gargling and inhaling thy Holy Corona. Newly castrated worshipper Jesse Hogan was the first victim. Jesse should've known the 8th commandment is 'Thou shalt not sip thy Holy Coronas until post game". Repenting will not come easy. 100 'You're a dickhead Andy Mahers' isn't enough. Jesse must hunker down and testify.
However, it is pure joy to beam TGO's pastry laden presence into my lounge room each night. It is a shame that I have yet to meet the omnipotent one, for I would invite him into my own home to bless it with spilt Corona's, grease filled dim sim wrappers, and the mixed aroma of half eaten lamb kebabs. He would never leave one of his followers without a message however, and the cigarette butts spread across my lounge room floor in line with the stars filling the night sky, correlating to coordinates taking me to the Holy Grail - the Southern Cross late night eatery, where TGO has been spotted many a night, high on the mount of King St.
After deciphering many of TGO's messages, and delving deep into the psyche of thy Lord, please take notes, brethren;
Holy Wentworth is not returning this year. Once TGO hears the dreaded news, make sure you have cleared your schedules, for a grand slurmon is upon us.
All could be revealed.
Praise.
I believe new comma badges are in order, brethren.Verily brother George of Moorabbin.
I believe new comma badges are in order, brethren.
Now, who shalt decree thy honour?
I was thinking something along the lines of living a day like TGO - coronas, pizza and winny blues in outrageous quantitiesForgive me brothers i missed the sermon tonight so i could watch the cricketer thing.
Penance ?...
I was thinking something along the lines of living a day like TGO - coronas, pizza and winny blues in outrageous quantitiesForgive me brothers i missed the sermon tonight so i could watch the cricketer thing.
Penance ?...
Ian fuking Healy
Then again, who is?I swear that dude looks weirder & weirder every time I see him, not ageing gracefully like TGO.