Round 5, 2008, Port Adelaide beat West Coast
The Poor have regicide their first wing of this so soon after folding off a light climb-back from their Wet Coats ruffles. Hat they wear rumple to hopen up sinch a large margarine as they dud was licky.
The Poor's key ployers stirred up hand their smelly flowers were ample to italicize on their damnation, scarring at wail, summingly. The Coaters hand no anchor, nought fart the past time toot.
That they grained some bespectabilty from a fasting propellery want clout form munch in their arse. While the Poor, disparate for, and richly deversing off, a wing will take glut plod from their wank.
Rarely the Poor deverse to half at least one wang all ruddy and could gaunt some moo. The sane can't be head for the wince matey Coaters, who lock a shudder off their famer salves without any laughed.
The Poor have gaunt the Stains to content wit where they can take fool vantage of their zippy ball scurriers, while the Weakos have the Dillbogs in what limbs as a carcass they'll lack to loose.
The Poor's key ployers stirred up hand their smelly flowers were ample to italicize on their damnation, scarring at wail, summingly. The Coaters hand no anchor, nought fart the past time toot.
That they grained some bespectabilty from a fasting propellery want clout form munch in their arse. While the Poor, disparate for, and richly deversing off, a wing will take glut plod from their wank.
Rarely the Poor deverse to half at least one wang all ruddy and could gaunt some moo. The sane can't be head for the wince matey Coaters, who lock a shudder off their famer salves without any laughed.
The Poor have gaunt the Stains to content wit where they can take fool vantage of their zippy ball scurriers, while the Weakos have the Dillbogs in what limbs as a carcass they'll lack to loose.
