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I’m baaaack and better than eveerrrr, got a knack of making things bettteeerrrr
Wow what an off season I’ve had, had an awesome time bumping coke with Benny Barba and had a few winning bets with my-my-my-my Simonaaa.
The NRL has had some amazing twists and turns, lots of club hopping and some great signings and some rather obscure ones. Benji Marshall to the once all powerful Broncos, oh how the mighty have fallen. The fuck is Benji going to do? Benji Marshall attempting to play Rugby League in 2017 is the equivalent to trying to fuck a dying man’s handshake.
Round 1 gets underway with Prime Time Football and not surprisingly the Ponies are front and centre, we couldn’t have a nice prime time game without the NRLs favourite - keep giving them a leg up, seems like they need it. Ten years and no premiership win. The last time the Broncos won a premiership the world was yet to know what an iPhone was. The world was just getting to know Borat and Justin Timberlake was providing me with music to grind up on girls to. I was bringing SexyBack the last time the Broncos tasted ultimate victory… basically. Suck shit you over-rated fucks.
The Sharks are back in action after winning their maiden premiership, which upset me greatly. Not because I hate the Sharks oh no no, it’s because I cannot stand that cunt Buzz Rothfield. If Buzz Rothfield was on fire and I’d been drinking all night and dying for a piss, was queuing up for the urinal and he was laying in the trough I would piss in the sink. Prick has a head like a dogs chew toy, absolute parasite. We’re possibly heading into Gallen’s last year and with Greg Bird fucked off to ESL we’re going to have to cherish that shit cunt victim attitude of his. When Gallen retires I can see a career for him being a Social Justice Warrior being triggered by every little fucking thing on Facebook. We’ll look back on his whinging with rose coloured colours, the same way we would about having food poisoning and shitting through the eye of a needle and getting finger blasted by that weird uncle.
Anyway I’m fucking excited for the season ladies and gentlemen, let’s get mental, down a bottle of something and pull some sluts hair while you’re at it! BRING ON 2017!
Wow what an off season I’ve had, had an awesome time bumping coke with Benny Barba and had a few winning bets with my-my-my-my Simonaaa.
The NRL has had some amazing twists and turns, lots of club hopping and some great signings and some rather obscure ones. Benji Marshall to the once all powerful Broncos, oh how the mighty have fallen. The fuck is Benji going to do? Benji Marshall attempting to play Rugby League in 2017 is the equivalent to trying to fuck a dying man’s handshake.
Round 1 gets underway with Prime Time Football and not surprisingly the Ponies are front and centre, we couldn’t have a nice prime time game without the NRLs favourite - keep giving them a leg up, seems like they need it. Ten years and no premiership win. The last time the Broncos won a premiership the world was yet to know what an iPhone was. The world was just getting to know Borat and Justin Timberlake was providing me with music to grind up on girls to. I was bringing SexyBack the last time the Broncos tasted ultimate victory… basically. Suck shit you over-rated fucks.
The Sharks are back in action after winning their maiden premiership, which upset me greatly. Not because I hate the Sharks oh no no, it’s because I cannot stand that cunt Buzz Rothfield. If Buzz Rothfield was on fire and I’d been drinking all night and dying for a piss, was queuing up for the urinal and he was laying in the trough I would piss in the sink. Prick has a head like a dogs chew toy, absolute parasite. We’re possibly heading into Gallen’s last year and with Greg Bird fucked off to ESL we’re going to have to cherish that shit cunt victim attitude of his. When Gallen retires I can see a career for him being a Social Justice Warrior being triggered by every little fucking thing on Facebook. We’ll look back on his whinging with rose coloured colours, the same way we would about having food poisoning and shitting through the eye of a needle and getting finger blasted by that weird uncle.
Anyway I’m fucking excited for the season ladies and gentlemen, let’s get mental, down a bottle of something and pull some sluts hair while you’re at it! BRING ON 2017!
