Saturday, September 26, 2009

About this final thing we're having...

Oh, for goodness' sakes! Can't we just all learn to get along? 


Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

I'm thinking of going for the Cats (in a don't give a damn, think the whole thing is an androcentric affront to good use of public time kind of way).

TimT said...

Purrfect choice.

Caz said...

No we can't.

There is only one winner.


Fooking brilliant!!!!

Dan the VespaMan said...

In a game of two halves, everyone gave 110% and football was the winner.

The cliche cup.

TimT said...

Congrats Caz. I was at the Dan O'Connell Saturday poetry session while it was all going on and it was amusing to see everyone's eyes, including the feature poet, lifting to the screen above the door. (Indeed, the feature poet had to eventually be excused. Another Cats' supporter.)

Caz said...

Hee, hee.

Silly bugger.

Is booking yourself in for a poetry reading on Grand Final day, well, even worse than agreeing to book your wedding for that date?

Does the man expect to be taken as a genuine Melbournian?

We screamed, we yelled, we almost cried, we screamed - again - thrilled and filled with joy.

Yes, this is what it means to be born and bred in Melbourne. You can leave the city, but when you come back, one's religion of birth is born again.

And then we do it all again next year ...

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Did you see how I managed to back the right team? Without knowing anything about fooddy? Pretty impressive, no?

Anyone want some advice about the stock market?

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