Round 7, 2008, Adelaide beat North Melbourne
Gape your arse peeled for the Utterloaders are on the smarm, as the Cankus floundered art in a sound olefactory that frittered the chinpony spit.
Brown out of the waiter in the turd and bleaten in the flirt's heart, the Cankers cornered slum bespectability from an oddening that was the Cows.
The Uberlied Cows, simply too faust and stuff abound the grind, toot the fool of the paddle in the lost - allaying the Cankers to get simpering; toot!
As wily couched as they art, the Cankers stale lick some real clasp around the gowned, wearhats the Cows doughnut have that chinlunge.
Hats the Emos whole heave to tinkle them when the real stiff stints a groin and the Cankers cun lock froward to the Weakies: sour to be grapes!
Brown out of the waiter in the turd and bleaten in the flirt's heart, the Cankers cornered slum bespectability from an oddening that was the Cows.
The Uberlied Cows, simply too faust and stuff abound the grind, toot the fool of the paddle in the lost - allaying the Cankers to get simpering; toot!
As wily couched as they art, the Cankers stale lick some real clasp around the gowned, wearhats the Cows doughnut have that chinlunge.
Hats the Emos whole heave to tinkle them when the real stiff stints a groin and the Cankers cun lock froward to the Weakies: sour to be grapes!
