Mobbs
A Large Portion, Yes
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- Nov 1, 2000
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- Fitzroy FC
Oops, shoe ...
Bugger, got meself caught in someone's green terri-towelling dressing gown ... bloody hell its dark in here ... all I wanted was to replace the mothball bag ... sheeze what's that?
Cedar shavings, no wonder the mothballs were elusive ... hang on, this wardrobe is bigger than I thought ... and it's cold towards the back ...
Bugger these clothes are scratcy, and what's with the soft light down here ... and the mist?
Good, mist is dispersing ... that's a branch, that's a flamin' tree branch! Where the bejeezus am I?
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And so, we step through the portal and into Fitzroy, misty, dank, bleak ... but with a strange aura, a feel of magic if you will.
Oh deary me, someone is coming towards me ... reminds me of the ferryman ... nope, there's a few of them.
I recognise some of these people! It's Kenny with his exercise book full of stats, and his beard is back! Hey, isn't that Libby from Neighbours ... and look at that banner : 'The Roys For Shaw'.
Ooh, I'm feeling right frisky. And listen to that sound in the distance. Sounds like "Roys, Roys. Roys, Roys-roys-roys. Roys, Roys-roys-roys. Roys, roys-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS!'
My lord, a crossroad. Left for Junction Oval, right for Albion Charles, and straight ahead for ... oh wow ... straight ahead for Brunswick Street!
To the hill!
(via the Lord Newry)
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Hallowed be thy Roy
Bugger, got meself caught in someone's green terri-towelling dressing gown ... bloody hell its dark in here ... all I wanted was to replace the mothball bag ... sheeze what's that?
Cedar shavings, no wonder the mothballs were elusive ... hang on, this wardrobe is bigger than I thought ... and it's cold towards the back ...
Bugger these clothes are scratcy, and what's with the soft light down here ... and the mist?
Good, mist is dispersing ... that's a branch, that's a flamin' tree branch! Where the bejeezus am I?
---
And so, we step through the portal and into Fitzroy, misty, dank, bleak ... but with a strange aura, a feel of magic if you will.
Oh deary me, someone is coming towards me ... reminds me of the ferryman ... nope, there's a few of them.
I recognise some of these people! It's Kenny with his exercise book full of stats, and his beard is back! Hey, isn't that Libby from Neighbours ... and look at that banner : 'The Roys For Shaw'.
Ooh, I'm feeling right frisky. And listen to that sound in the distance. Sounds like "Roys, Roys. Roys, Roys-roys-roys. Roys, Roys-roys-roys. Roys, roys-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS-ROYS!'
My lord, a crossroad. Left for Junction Oval, right for Albion Charles, and straight ahead for ... oh wow ... straight ahead for Brunswick Street!
To the hill!
(via the Lord Newry)
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Hallowed be thy Roy



