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Not long ago me and my brother Saltbae here,
We was hitchhikin' down a long and lonesome forum.
All of a sudden, there shined a shiny Demon.
In the middle of the thread.
And he said:
"Write the best tribute in the world, or I'll eat your soul."
Well me and Saltbae, we looked at each other,
And we each said. "Okay."
And we wrote the first thing that came to our heads,
Just so happened to be,
The Best Tribute in the World, it was The Best Tribute in the World.
Look into my eyes and it’s easy to see
One and one make two, two and one make-
Sorry, God…
So, who the devil is Yakker?
For those not in the know, he’s a well-seasoned (#saltbae likes this) player for the Mount Buller Demons. A fearless and aspiring leader. Connoisseur of all things tackle. His pastry of choice is a sausageroll. His favourite colours are irrelevant (but if anyone asks, they’re green and gold )
But one question still remains:
Why is he the best EKA winner of all time?
I mean, which previous winner could we really compare him to? Elton Johns Wig has gone perpetually grey. pantskyle is still living in his mother's basement. Wooshette was sorted into Slytherin. Enough said.
But we must be fair and just, as that is the #lolHufflepuff way. So:
We analyse the statistics:
It’s long, dark, salty, and moist! No, it’s not your tackle, get your mind out of the gutter.
It’s a FLATHEAD.
Yakker is the best EKA winner of all time because he faithfully fed the famished judges fresh flaccid flathead every flipping week. He fished fervently every freaky Friday, and flatheads flung out flailing and floundering. Focussed, he fried them to f***ing flawlessness, and they feasted fanatically from five until five-fifteen.
Holy flying mackerels, how friendly they are, even in death! I’m floored, folks.
They do look a bit flat, though. Hopefully not a reflection on Yakker’s future career...
So there you have it. Just feed everyone floppy flavoursome fish and the frothing followers will come. Isn’t that what Jesus did??!
This is not the greatest post in the world, no. This is just a Tribute!
Signing out, this is PPY & Saltbae.
This post was sponsored and endorsed by Hard Yakka. If pain or General Soreness persists, see your healthcare professional.
We was hitchhikin' down a long and lonesome forum.
All of a sudden, there shined a shiny Demon.
In the middle of the thread.
And he said:
"Write the best tribute in the world, or I'll eat your soul."
Well me and Saltbae, we looked at each other,
And we each said. "Okay."
And we wrote the first thing that came to our heads,
Just so happened to be,
The Best Tribute in the World, it was The Best Tribute in the World.
Look into my eyes and it’s easy to see
One and one make two, two and one make-
Sorry, God…
So, who the devil is Yakker?
For those not in the know, he’s a well-seasoned (#saltbae likes this) player for the Mount Buller Demons. A fearless and aspiring leader. Connoisseur of all things tackle. His pastry of choice is a sausageroll. His favourite colours are irrelevant (but if anyone asks, they’re green and gold )
But one question still remains:
Why is he the best EKA winner of all time?
I mean, which previous winner could we really compare him to? Elton Johns Wig has gone perpetually grey. pantskyle is still living in his mother's basement. Wooshette was sorted into Slytherin. Enough said.
But we must be fair and just, as that is the #lolHufflepuff way. So:
We analyse the statistics:
- Was it his 161 kicks?
- Was it his 145 handballs?
- Was it his mind-blowingly accurate 5 goals?
- Was it his 24 impressive tackles? (hehehehh)
- Was it the superior quality of his posts in every match thread?
- Was it because all the better EKA winners burnt out and left the game?
- Was it because 2nd place getter xenxen was, and I quote Sir Nakia: “The worst rookie I've seen in 10 seasons”?
It’s long, dark, salty, and moist! No, it’s not your tackle, get your mind out of the gutter.
It’s a FLATHEAD.
Yakker is the best EKA winner of all time because he faithfully fed the famished judges fresh flaccid flathead every flipping week. He fished fervently every freaky Friday, and flatheads flung out flailing and floundering. Focussed, he fried them to f***ing flawlessness, and they feasted fanatically from five until five-fifteen.
Holy flying mackerels, how friendly they are, even in death! I’m floored, folks.
They do look a bit flat, though. Hopefully not a reflection on Yakker’s future career...
So there you have it. Just feed everyone floppy flavoursome fish and the frothing followers will come. Isn’t that what Jesus did??!
This is not the greatest post in the world, no. This is just a Tribute!
Signing out, this is PPY & Saltbae.
This post was sponsored and endorsed by Hard Yakka. If pain or General Soreness persists, see your healthcare professional.