WalkingCivilWar

I vote for the enormous lightbulb heads!

Yes! Bring back the Hell’s Bells! The hairs on the back of my neck miss them!!!

I am the complete opposite. My anxiety is next level this season. It’s off the charts! I can’t eat on game day, and I can only relax once that siren sounds and we’ve won. I guess in previous seasons there was a sense of resignation. This winning thing is something that’s gonna take time to get used to.

One last thing on Depeche Mode... all the detractors making so much noise about the Dees etc. If we make it all the way this year we can “Enjoy The Silence.” Silence from all 17 other clubs, that is. And us? We’ll be bringing the proverbial house down. We’ll register 8, maybe 9 on the Richter scale. ?

That’s not the only reason you wouldn’t wanna yell out “WEEED” at the footy. ?

How’s that for praise?!

I mean, there’s worse bands they could’ve picked. Depeche Mode are actually really good. I still regularly listen to Songs of Faith and Devotion, an album from early 2000’s. GO DEES!!!! Hadda include Go Dees lest we’re punished for hijacking this thread. Oh, and coz the Dees are the greatest football club in the history of mankind, and a bit before that. ?

They’re only the best band in the world, in the history of mankind. ?

All of the above. Playing with your Max Gawn bobble-head could be added somewhere in that. Not for me of course. Pfft I’m too old for that!

And now for sh*ts and giggles I’m gonna do what only an imbecile would do. Having just picked excrement outta those two offerings, ima throw this one out... Mr. Gibson and Jason measure a sphere on a cosh prop to, we hear, singe Rome. ?

Was wondering when you’d pop up, DS. ? Great clue. I personally would never use the old chestnut ship for ss, but hey, you do you. ?

Canberra Football Club Supporter Syndrome? JK. I’m being facetious. “Australian capital city with...” probs would’ve been better. But then again, Canberra is an eight-letter word, not nine.

While I’m not too shabby at solving cryptic clues, I’m rubbish at setting them. Would love to hear what you can come up with. ?All I can say is that I was sure one of the S’s stood for a word that means excrement.

That’s so sad. ? Sad because it’s not antagonistic or belligerent, like I thought it might be.

Speaking of questions, what does the SS stand for in MFCSS?

Idk why it’s on the WADA list: it’s hardly performance enhancing. Have you ever seen a stoner get off the couch to go to the kitchen? They’ll take the circuitous route, be gone for hours and come back empty-handed anyways. ?

I just wanna clarify something re the above story. The then-bf wasn’t an aggressive person at all. Thing is, I told him that the big drunk guy probs wasn’t even aware that he’d hit me. The then-bf (naively, I suppose) wanted to let the big drunk guy know, and for him to apologise. I wouldn’t have pointed him out had I even remotely suspected there’d be trouble. There’s a happy postscript to the story: Millane indeed didn’t know and when told, said “no worries mate, bring her over and I’ll definitely apologise.” But he never got the chance to coz by this stage I was out front hailing a cab. Being doused with beer usually signals the end of the night. For me, anyways. The then-bf ended up having a beer with Millane so all was well that ended well.

Zac Tuohy ?

Ol’ twinkle toes, Josh Kennedy.

If memory serves me well it was Chasers nightclub.

30 years ago I was weaving my way through a crowded nightclub making my way back from the ladies’ room when I was hit in the head with a jug of beer. It wasn’t deliberate, one big drunk guy was passing the beer to his mate, but it was reckless. My then-boyfriend was furious and asked me to point the guy out, which I did. What happened next? Nothing, that’s what. Turns out the big drunk guy was Darren Millane and the then-bf was a diehard Magpies fan. Needless to say, that relationship didn’t exactly flourish.

I’m just glad he doesn’t do his ridiculously long run-up as he used to. I’d be at risk of nodding off halfway through it. Coz old.

A Ranga Revolution!!! ❤️?

And cheers for this mental image. I can’t get it outta my head. ?

Those of us of the older persuasion would remember watching “The Big Replay” on black and white TV. (And there were no big-screen TVs back then.) Watching Richmond v. Essendon was the hardest since the white shorts were the only distinguishing factor. And more often than not, players would be covered in mud so there goes that one distinguishing factor. Talk about 50 shades of grey!