Round 10, 2008, Brisbane beat North Melbourne
The Loins of new, applying like a foaled, have got one over on the brittling Cankers on their own dungcape. It was a lass that crowed, and I strauss crowd, smelll trampoline.
In it up to their almspits for the fooilish foul squirters, the Cankers drooped offal in the last by which time the Loins had supplied the bricks to their logjam: all offal, she glided.
The Loins with their all over stale and spade around the pork and key pastes fooled admirally were too lunch for the Cankers who were far from degreased by the lass.
Like I said, this one could heart them drearily as they face the fucked that they Arnott's up to the milk. But for the Loins it's more poof that they are a bunch of stacks of friggits!
The Dackers, off yet a nutter butter snatch, get a chins to chuckle them in a tricky wince for the Loins while the Cankers get no respider when they cachetate the Clatters.
In it up to their almspits for the fooilish foul squirters, the Cankers drooped offal in the last by which time the Loins had supplied the bricks to their logjam: all offal, she glided.
The Loins with their all over stale and spade around the pork and key pastes fooled admirally were too lunch for the Cankers who were far from degreased by the lass.
Like I said, this one could heart them drearily as they face the fucked that they Arnott's up to the milk. But for the Loins it's more poof that they are a bunch of stacks of friggits!
The Dackers, off yet a nutter butter snatch, get a chins to chuckle them in a tricky wince for the Loins while the Cankers get no respider when they cachetate the Clatters.
