How lucky were those farkbag pretenders Springy Sth that it rained last Sunday? They knew they had no chance against our superstar line up and were as happy as Zoe shopping for carpet when the rain come. DJ the rockstar and the rest of the lads would have gobbled those 382 runs quicker than Jorgo could eat a pie.
Let's not worry though, we'll be there in the finals to shove it right up those farkbags like we have the last 100 times we've played them. Have they actually beating us in the last 10 years? I wonder if captain courageous will pull another phantom hamstring on the eve of the game to hide away from DJ and Fletch again, as weak as the batteries in my didlo he is!
Anyway, merry Christmas, I can't wait to see Zoes face when she opens her pressie (240 volt 12 inch dildo with a rotating head) and we meet up with the boys to make some noise on Boxing Day.
Don't eat too much turkey, especially you farkbags from Springy Sth, you have enough turkeys at your club without eating them.
Waaaaaaahhhhhhh Buckley, come on boys make some noise!
-- Edited by Park Oval Dyke on Tuesday 21st of December 2010 12:32:15 PM
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waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah Buckley, come on boys make some noise!
Your mob are dropping like flys.... In fact the smell of rotting flesh around the Buckely shed is either that matted mess between your unkept legs thats continually throwing off an awfull stench or a soiled pair of the Kiwis undies hanging from a tree.
When we met at the creek i told you to clean yourself up and i would give you right a Roggering. But the miixture of dirty dildo secretions has stained you for life. Clean up girl right now.
I will give you one more chance but please...... give me something to dream about !
-- Edited by The Goblin on Tuesday 21st of December 2010 02:43:58 PM
Heres to Zoe that dirty old hag, that slick and slimy old biitch, from her nose green matter flows and from her toes green maggots grow.
Before i climb those scaly legs and chew those festered tits I'll drink 3 quarts of a drunk mans puke and vomit it back up her slit.
Love the Goblin
-- Edited by The Goblin on Tuesday 21st of December 2010 02:14:54 PM
I knew someone else who wrote beautiful poetry of this type and i used to think "gee" i wish someone could "train" me to write like this I hope he hasn't being "railroaded" in to revelling his true identity
-- Edited by Jake the Mus on Thursday 23rd of December 2010 01:05:09 PM
This forum is pathetic, I don't know why I've wasted so much of my time on here over the last few years, goochy and I are far to intelligent to put up with you gob****es
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I hate Australia but by god do I wish I was Australian. In fact it's probably the only thing I dislike about me.
How lucky were those farkbag pretenders Springy Sth that it rained last Sunday? They knew they had no chance against our superstar line up and were as happy as Zoe shopping for carpet when the rain come. DJ the rockstar and the rest of the lads would have gobbled those 382 runs quicker than Jorgo could eat a pie.
Let's not worry though, we'll be there in the finals to shove it right up those farkbags like we have the last 100 times we've played them. Have they actually beating us in the last 10 years? I wonder if captain courageous will pull another phantom hamstring on the eve of the game to hide away from DJ and Fletch again, as weak as the batteries in my didlo he is!
Anyway, merry Christmas, I can't wait to see Zoes face when she opens her pressie (240 volt 12 inch dildo with a rotating head) and we meet up with the boys to make some noise on Boxing Day.
Don't eat too much turkey, especially you farkbags from Springy Sth, you have enough turkeys at your club without eating them.
Waaaaaaahhhhhhh Buckley, come on boys make some noise!
-- Edited by Park Oval Dyke on Tuesday 21st of December 2010 12:32:15 PM
How lucky were those farkbag pretenders Springy Sth that it rained last Sunday? They knew they had no chance against our superstar line up and were as happy as Zoe shopping for carpet when the rain come. DJ the rockstar and the rest of the lads would have gobbled those 382 runs quicker than Jorgo could eat a pie.
Let's not worry though, we'll be there in the finals to shove it right up those farkbags like we have the last 100 times we've played them. Have they actually beating us in the last 10 years? I wonder if captain courageous will pull another phantom hamstring on the eve of the game to hide away from DJ and Fletch again, as weak as the batteries in my didlo he is!
Anyway, merry Christmas, I can't wait to see Zoes face when she opens her pressie (240 volt 12 inch dildo with a rotating head) and we meet up with the boys to make some noise on Boxing Day.
Don't eat too much turkey, especially you farkbags from Springy Sth, you have enough turkeys at your club without eating them.
Waaaaaaahhhhhhh Buckley, come on boys make some noise!
-- Edited by Park Oval Dyke on Tuesday 21st of December 2010 12:32:15 PM