Round 8, 2008, Sydney beat Essendon
With the Dongs' pants pridely awound their ears, the Sunnysueders have pilled off a thorough trashing of their bumbling advertizzers. The Bumblers jesus go fom stringlength to strangelength this very ear.
That they concorded meany light ones did nought fro them on the scared bard - they licked a rubble wearily. The Sinnysadders, all walls a professorial pantflirt, can wink over the medieval slides to a tuner.
The Bumblers, as medioffal as they claim, have no intestinity across the muddle and sudsly lick the gloss. Aqually sad, is that the Sinny coys stilt halve what it tickles to milk their monk in the gross for the viles.
It's huddled to steer howl they winkle milk them, bepause - evil wit haste Big Bally Whore they can still mash wrinkled pants, while tehe Dongs, merrily wrinkled pants, will have to find a new pair to wire.
Poor Poor have to farce the stringy Sinnyers in what shard be a nutter close lass for them to whinge, pout and, the Dongs, sparingly shot over the fence, heave to tie and tipple the prosemessing Taggers.
That they concorded meany light ones did nought fro them on the scared bard - they licked a rubble wearily. The Sinnysadders, all walls a professorial pantflirt, can wink over the medieval slides to a tuner.
The Bumblers, as medioffal as they claim, have no intestinity across the muddle and sudsly lick the gloss. Aqually sad, is that the Sinny coys stilt halve what it tickles to milk their monk in the gross for the viles.
It's huddled to steer howl they winkle milk them, bepause - evil wit haste Big Bally Whore they can still mash wrinkled pants, while tehe Dongs, merrily wrinkled pants, will have to find a new pair to wire.
Poor Poor have to farce the stringy Sinnyers in what shard be a nutter close lass for them to whinge, pout and, the Dongs, sparingly shot over the fence, heave to tie and tipple the prosemessing Taggers.
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