Media Steamer of the Week

[Santoz]

Whats wrong with you?

We don't have all night mate

 

[Blacky]

How is your wrist though?

Stronger than ever

Whats wrong with you?

Heaps

If Coach were here, you'd be posting

Also, sort your bball sh*t out.

I didn’t know coach was gone
I hope he is ok

 

[Pugsley]

Stronger than ever

Heaps

I didn’t know coach was gone [emoji20]
I hope he is ok

Thats good to hear mate. I can sleep well now even though I barely sleep.

 

[Santoz]

Hello again friends and consumers of the award of posting honesty. Santo is back nice and early this week seeing as we're playing the Gumbies and there's very little happening in the match thread, unlike a few other overly emotional ones around the traps.

Friends, you may remember my appearance on a little poddy (linked below) hosted by beez winner Tigerturbulance and in that podcast I took aim at Barrybran and the Gumbies for essentially being the Tasmania of the SFA. Offering next to nothing other than a bye and were basically doing the SFA a disservice. Now Barry has been afforded the right to reply although he seems to taking his sweet time getting around to it. I'm not sure why, as he's been fairly active in the committee from what's been shared with me and so far been somewhat active in our match thread. He's been about, but dodging the hot seat one could say.

Podcast - Who Let the Dogs Out; Miggs & Blacky; pg159 #3965

Potential to be the best hot seat yet

www.bigfooty.com

In any sense, poor ol Baz has been pretty ordinary in the match thread this week and obviously has his knickers in a knot about the things I had to say on Turbo's podcast. How do I know?

Well, I've tried to engage in a bit of lighthearted banter with Baz, but he seems to be dodging me too. The Santoz haters would profess that's intelligent. I would argue that it's going against the spirit of the game. Match threads are the lifeblood of the league and one should expect an honest effort each week from the captain of a club. One should expect that captain to lead from the front in engaging the opposition rather than shirking a bit of banter (you taking notes here TedDougChris?) Heck, non-contribution in another match thread has rustled TheInjuryFactory's jimmies so roughly he's almost won this award twice in four weeks and isn't even in the bloody running for it this week!

It's not like I've been stalking him. One post a day directed at him over the course of four or five days and he doesn't even have the nutsack to respond once. I wasn't even that brutal in my line of inquiry or attack. Just trying to open up an avenue for discourse ...
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That depends on your idea of quality mate. The Bombers and Gumbies have very different ideas of what makes match threads enjoyable. Beer and music are common grounds though.

And the Gumbies being sh*t

Thread needs Barrybran to multi quote.

Or just improve

GUMBIES FFC OFFICIAL TEAM SHEET
ROUND 4 v BAGHDAD BOMBERS


B: bone2468 - Grimesy87 - Spuddd
HB: Genghis Tron - Jivlain - omgfridge
C: Ned Ryerson - EagleOz - StFly
HF: beez - Brick Loosener - saintkildaman
F: NSWCROW - Rodney Dangerfield - BlueE
FOLL: Barrybran - GWS Goose - Riviat

INT: peterss - Taylor

No change

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Not so bad if the kids eat them but it's bloody frustrating when they come home with the same piece of fruit they went to school with and refuse to eat it after school because "it's gone bad".

I introduced a no fruit, no electronics policy at my place and it's starting to sink in.

Any chance of you giving up the fruit?

I even built on a point Baz made during this non-combative convo regarding school lunches ...

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My kids go to school with my bosses kids, the eldest of whom has severe food allergies. The monitoring is less about snobbery (I live in farm country so a vegan tends to be someone you chase off your property) and more about kids being dumb enough to swap foods with each other that might make them sick.

That said, school canteens these days are a lot more conscious than my school days. Less pies and pasties and more fruit and veg. The public school in my area even does breakfast days (basically just toast) for those kids who don't get a proper meal before school at home.

It's a disgrace.

Kids should be able to have something unhealthy once a week as our lunchboxes are healthy the rest.

A lunch order is supposed to be a treat, not more of the same.

... and still nothing.

It's pretty disappointing Barrybran that you won't even entertain discourse around matters as trivial as school lunches and shows how upset and petty you actually are. If you're leaving the grunt work to Ned Ryerson, each day in a match thread is literally Groundhog Day for the opposition and it makes it a chore to read through. You've managed to douse the posting flame of Genghis Tron and have turned GWS Goose catatonic.

The only thing leadership is responsible for is creating and managing culture Barrybran. Yours, at the Gumbies, is ****ed


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[BLUEALLTHRU]

Lay down misere.

 

[Santoz]

Lay down misere.

Ned Ryerson did give it a shake though mate

 

[Ned Ryerson]

Ned Ryerson did give it a shake though mate

Was just an honour to be nominated.

 

[Kilroy]

Lay down misere.

mezaire Thoughts?

 

[PMBangers]

It's pretty disappointing @Barrybran that you won't even entertain discourse around matters as trivial as school lunches and shows how upset and petty you actually are.

Far from me to make any analysis, I'm not smart enough, but it seems making a post complaining that someone isn't responding to you is a good show of how upset you actually are

 

[Santoz]

Far from me to make any analysis, I'm not smart enough, but it seems making a post complaining that someone isn't responding to you is a good show of how upset you actually are

Just trying to improve captaincy around the league good friend.

Much to do.

I hope you've been reflecting on your own practice

 

[PMBangers]

Just trying to improve captaincy around the league good friend.

Much to do.

I hope you've been reflecting on your own practice

I'm already a significantly better poster than a vast majority in the league, I can't practise, just so it's fair

 

[mezaire]

mezaire Thoughts?

Well the spelling is closer than mine!!

 

[BLUEALLTHRU]

There are some big SFA identities grabbing the trophy. Good thread mate!

 

[Pugsley]

There are some big SFA identities grabbing the trophy. Good thread mate!

 

[Grand Uncle Horace]

This has been a complete farce. Where was @Santoz's "support"?

... where is the stuck pig squealer? Why would he need support?

 

[Pugsley]

How was my 143 DT points, Horry?

 

[Grand Uncle Horace]

How was my 143 DT points, Horry?

That is HUGE!

 

[Pugsley]

That is HUGE!

I have never heard that.

 

[Santoz]

Let me share with you all a little story I've been working on for 15 or so months ...
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When I arrived on my front porch I slammed the front door open and dashed inside. Before I did anything I turned the air conditioning on high
“Mum, Dad” i’m home,
But there was no reply. I thought that they might just be at work still or something. I ripped of my school uniform and slung it across my room. It was now five o’clock I was getting very hungry so I decided to make a ham and cheese sandwich. Oh! Then I realise there is nothing to do because mum took my phone of me and turned of the wifi for swearing. I thought that I mise well try to finish my essay so I don’t have to worry about it when I get back to school.

I decided to sit on the couch and finish my essay. BANG! BANG! “Oh” I grab the dooners and chuck them over my head and body. I grabbed the closest weapon to me which was a hockey stick. I creped upstair and started heading to the basement that is were it sounded like the noise came from. Every step I took the wooden steps creaked. I crawl into the basement shivering grappling onto the hockey stick. Out of nowhere I hear these weird grunting noises almost like a pig was grunting. My heart started beating per milliseconds.
OHHHHH! I step closer and closer then these red beady eyes emerge from the shadows.
I start to sprint out of the basement into the kitchen were I through the hockey stick and then grab a knife, The thing comes around from the corner of the door it looks like a clown or something. It has a red nose, razor sharp teeth and emerald green dreadful hair. It kind of looks like joker but even scarier.

It is looking directly into my eyes.
I said what the hell are you “ Mmm i like humans”.
I run straight passed it. I kept on running and running and did not stop. I was thinking where the hell is mum and dad. “Am I dreaming” what is this. I hide in the master bedroom put shut down mode on and turn of all the lights. I am freaking out.
Bash the door comes flying down. What the hell are you. I remember there is an emergency exit door. I run for my life to that door. It leads to my room. I run to the front door slam it open and run outside where I think i can trap it. I see it coming down the hallway to the front door. It starts running I move and run back inside i close the door and run to the darkest room in the house which is the lounge room holding a butcher knife.
the clown bashes the door down it walks into the room that I was in, Quickly I slam the door on its penguin feet the clown screams. I rapidly hit the clown on the back of its head with the handle of the knife I didn’t stab it because i didn’t want to go to jail. I knock the clown out it falls to the ground. I call the police i was shaking and stuttering.

“Hello 911 what is your emergency?”
“ There is a weird thing dressed up like a clown in my house I have knocked it out but I am scared that it might wake up”
“Ok what is you name and where are you right now?”
“ my name is hoolala and i am at bank street number 28”
“ Ok hoolala do not go near the thing get outside your house and we will be there as soon as possible”

RING RNG finally the police are here i show them where he clown is they are shaking and scared to because the clown looked very scary. I feel a bag of bricks was just lifted off my back I was that relieved that it was gorn

It is tuesday morning and my parents are still not home. Hours have passed it is now 12.00 o’clock.
Then I hear a knock at the door thoughts going through my head like it was my parents or the clown escaped from jail i didn't know i look out the window I scream yes it’s mum and dad. I dash to the door slam it open where have you been. What do you mean we left a note on the bench saying ‘we will be back tomorrow at 12.30 we are going to see how grandma is going lova ya xoxo, Mum, Dad’
Oh well I didn't see it.
I tell the whole story about what happened they start to freak out so many questions come out through their mouths
Are you ok?
What happened where is it know?
WHAT THE HELL we are never ever leaving you alone again.
I’m glad that’s over.

I'm glad that's over also.

No, I'm not talking about my masterpiece in work. I'm talking about the shitshow that's the Roys, disably led by TedDougChris and his merry men. The worst of the week was Supersuns who's very very best were "No Yous" like this ...
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Just like golf has a 'moving day', ol TedDougChris has a melting day that you can set your watch to.

Embarrassing stuff.

Only thing melting in here is my iq after 4 days with your pathetic excuse for a qooty club

Supersuns, you're a ****in clown mate and the clown in my story is much more interesting a character than you. You offer **** all apart from the odd bit of fodder for the semi-intelligent to tear to shreds and put TDC to hard work, having to lurk like your shit to keep your spirits up. Save him the effort. Hang em up shitcampaigner. My story writing is panels above your SFA posting


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[Supersuns]

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Let me share with you all a little story I've been working on for 15 or so months ...
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When I arrived on my front porch I slammed the front door open and dashed inside. Before I did anything I turned the air conditioning on high
“Mum, Dad” i’m home,
But there was no reply. I thought that they might just be at work still or something. I ripped of my school uniform and slung it across my room. It was now five o’clock I was getting very hungry so I decided to make a ham and cheese sandwich. Oh! Then I realise there is nothing to do because mum took my phone of me and turned of the wifi for swearing. I thought that I mise well try to finish my essay so I don’t have to worry about it when I get back to school.

I decided to sit on the couch and finish my essay. BANG! BANG! “Oh” I grab the dooners and chuck them over my head and body. I grabbed the closest weapon to me which was a hockey stick. I creped upstair and started heading to the basement that is were it sounded like the noise came from. Every step I took the wooden steps creaked. I crawl into the basement shivering grappling onto the hockey stick. Out of nowhere I hear these weird grunting noises almost like a pig was grunting. My heart started beating per milliseconds.
OHHHHH! I step closer and closer then these red beady eyes emerge from the shadows.
I start to sprint out of the basement into the kitchen were I through the hockey stick and then grab a knife, The thing comes around from the corner of the door it looks like a clown or something. It has a red nose, razor sharp teeth and emerald green dreadful hair. It kind of looks like joker but even scarier.

It is looking directly into my eyes.
I said what the hell are you “ Mmm i like humans”.
I run straight passed it. I kept on running and running and did not stop. I was thinking where the hell is mum and dad. “Am I dreaming” what is this. I hide in the master bedroom put shut down mode on and turn of all the lights. I am freaking out.
Bash the door comes flying down. What the hell are you. I remember there is an emergency exit door. I run for my life to that door. It leads to my room. I run to the front door slam it open and run outside where I think i can trap it. I see it coming down the hallway to the front door. It starts running I move and run back inside i close the door and run to the darkest room in the house which is the lounge room holding a butcher knife.
the clown bashes the door down it walks into the room that I was in, Quickly I slam the door on its penguin feet the clown screams. I rapidly hit the clown on the back of its head with the handle of the knife I didn’t stab it because i didn’t want to go to jail. I knock the clown out it falls to the ground. I call the police i was shaking and stuttering.

“Hello 911 what is your emergency?”
“ There is a weird thing dressed up like a clown in my house I have knocked it out but I am scared that it might wake up”
“Ok what is you name and where are you right now?”
“ my name is hoolala and i am at bank street number 28”
“ Ok hoolala do not go near the thing get outside your house and we will be there as soon as possible”

RING RNG finally the police are here i show them where he clown is they are shaking and scared to because the clown looked very scary. I feel a bag of bricks was just lifted off my back I was that relieved that it was gorn

It is tuesday morning and my parents are still not home. Hours have passed it is now 12.00 o’clock.
Then I hear a knock at the door thoughts going through my head like it was my parents or the clown escaped from jail i didn't know i look out the window I scream yes it’s mum and dad. I dash to the door slam it open where have you been. What do you mean we left a note on the bench saying ‘we will be back tomorrow at 12.30 we are going to see how grandma is going lova ya xoxo, Mum, Dad’
Oh well I didn't see it.
I tell the whole story about what happened they start to freak out so many questions come out through their mouths
Are you ok?
What happened where is it know?
WHAT THE HELL we are never ever leaving you alone again.
I’m glad that’s over.

I'm glad that's over also.

No, I'm not talking about my masterpiece in work. I'm talking about the shitshow that's the Roys, disably led by TedDougChris and his merry men. The worst of the week was Supersuns who's very very best were "No Yous" like this ...






Supersuns, you're a fu**in clown mate and the clown in my story is much more interesting a character than you. You offer fu** all apart from the odd bit of fodder for the semi-intelligent to tear to shreds and put TDC to hard work, having to lurk like your sh*t to keep your spirits up. Save him the effort. Hang em up shitcampaigner. My story writing is panels above your SFA posting

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Thanks mate it's an honour.
Going straight to the pool room

 

[PMBangers]

I'm hoping for far more effort in the announcement of my win

 

[GWS Goose]

These are getting worse.

 

[Pugsley]

These are getting worse.

Be better then.

 

[BLUEALLTHRU]

Santoz that story was brilliant, I really felt for that boy he was really scared. Good choice also.

 

[Santoz]

Santoz that story was brilliant, I really felt for that boy he was really scared. Good choice also.

Thanks mate.

I really feel my story has potential. Just a few minor tweaks here and there and it's right to send in to the publishers