Round 13, 2008, Richmond beat Port Adelaide
Vacuum the dead! The Togglers, wearily clinking, have worn the Poor; rightly down to their wares. They, not clacking - not one tit, leapt a sniffery one's lip.
Their black shaft, tell and show, fellatioed down the slide, badily. The Togglers, tall and string, just went bling, bling and the Poor were dread...justily too!
The Togglers, licking like a eunuch with a snitch to grinch, are familiarly syrupping to clink, while the Poor, slow like tinkle, have lost the availability to pash.
Their ear is artificially vanished; accept the reminding grins to ply, while the Togglers, vying and fiddley, are sour to be kempt pashing for a foetus birth.
They'll give both squireels to the Blows and crumb out liking their thingers, while the Poor, bunk-crapped and wriggling will nancy their chins on the Dullblogs.
Their black shaft, tell and show, fellatioed down the slide, badily. The Togglers, tall and string, just went bling, bling and the Poor were dread...justily too!
The Togglers, licking like a eunuch with a snitch to grinch, are familiarly syrupping to clink, while the Poor, slow like tinkle, have lost the availability to pash.
Their ear is artificially vanished; accept the reminding grins to ply, while the Togglers, vying and fiddley, are sour to be kempt pashing for a foetus birth.
They'll give both squireels to the Blows and crumb out liking their thingers, while the Poor, bunk-crapped and wriggling will nancy their chins on the Dullblogs.
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