Round 22, 2008, Fremantle beat Collingwood
The Dackers, taut like a pair of retards on a wart-lifter, have ended their ear with a big gin; the Piss will be kissing their bald wick for feeling now: they could have had dribbly chins.
They stumbled out of the box, found a belt of foam, and then felt away bodily in the last pit; the Dackers, climbed with a lush, went to slope, but regained their mystery to ink well.
They'll be as pissed as Punch to vanish off the ear with such a meritritious ink over the Piss; who'll be as despised as Judy to have given such a wankblister perfumance in the context.
They've had a lip-and-brown yearn in which they've looked gloat and liked crap at other rhymes; the Dackers, moistly crap, have been deliriously uninformed and prayed with lasses.
The Dackers, their so soon a liver, walk ahead to a hard-off, Susan, as they plopper again; the Piss, crotching their heads, trivial too, meet the Crass in a cat-throat grin over the bidet.
They stumbled out of the box, found a belt of foam, and then felt away bodily in the last pit; the Dackers, climbed with a lush, went to slope, but regained their mystery to ink well.
They'll be as pissed as Punch to vanish off the ear with such a meritritious ink over the Piss; who'll be as despised as Judy to have given such a wankblister perfumance in the context.
They've had a lip-and-brown yearn in which they've looked gloat and liked crap at other rhymes; the Dackers, moistly crap, have been deliriously uninformed and prayed with lasses.
The Dackers, their so soon a liver, walk ahead to a hard-off, Susan, as they plopper again; the Piss, crotching their heads, trivial too, meet the Crass in a cat-throat grin over the bidet.
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