Off Topic SAFC Deathmatch Funk vs Commachio

Ok Rooch you've dined out on the dogs arsehole almost as long as the sausage thing now, it wasn't even funny to begin with. It's basic not-funny 'humour' from a dull, witless, human Valium.

You can't just keep repeating something and hope that it'll eventually be funny.

Unless you're beating yourself in the face with a claw hammer.

Oh and it's 'too thick'.

 

Its funny how I have mentioned sausages once only and you've mentioned them about 10 times in the last 2 days and beating myself in he face is funnier than reading your ****e unless its on your nose of course. You will be telling me I have had my instructions next.

 

This thread is like a ****ing car crash.

You know you shouldn't look or pay so much attention to it.

But you just can't ****ing help yourself!!

 

Your turn to have the last word tonight Wazzak I am off to make some cocoa. Woof Woof.

 

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

PS...And he made exceedingly good cakes..

 

I love that poem.

 

Why has Gordon left?

 

Stop posting after we fella out. Don't know why.

 

That's a shame, I didn't realize you and him had had words.
Him and Smug will certainly be a miss.

 

Massive.

 

Bri seems to have scared him off . I wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of him mind you!

 

This has been quite a read

 

And what happened to Smug?

 

Nostalgic chased him off!

 

In the bush my arse.

I'm at the Big Bash league semi final at the MCG on Friday and at the Aussie Open on Saturday... Not bad this Australia lark.

 

Has the fire been put out on this board then lads? <old scores settled?>

 

In your arse bush?

Glad you're enjoying life mate

 

Nah, nothing changed. Com took me off ignored and spilled the same old patter, I belittled him and off back to his man cave he went.

 

In your opinion.
Yers are like a pair of bairns - both of yers.
I like both of you & am loathe to take sides.
But I've known him for years, he's my mate & I'd trust him with my life.
We've both been through the same things.
I just wish you both could put your differences to one side instead of acting like a pair of pricks.
Your as stubborn as one another.
BTW, you belittled nobody.