Bitter but optimistic

What particular organ is that? Is it sensitive? Pleasurable? Something you dream about Moonie?

Too late to indulge in false modesty dc.

Come on Stu, get down and dirty. Don't let them off that easily.

I only need a sniff.

Jesus OD that is depressing.

I'm good at crevassing.

I'm with R & B on this OD. Pain for the filth is always enjoyable.

Bloody Hell Stu, they're all after your scalp. Come and kick some arse - I know you're up to it!

Where are you Stu? Don't take this [censored] from Looniemoonie. Come online and give him a good smacking.

I'm starting gym training tomorrow dc. Will be a new man in a few years.

Is it trolling night tonight jackaub?

If you're referring to the existing thread binboy, then we are strangely in accord!

Yes it was a salutary reminder of what a top footy team is capable of.... and ... what a top list consists of in terms of personal. Hawthorn loses Buddy but still has three other players around the top of the goal kicking list. FMD !!!! It is the stuff wet dreams are made of.

Aahhh some things never change! Welcome back Stu!

I had some moments of optimism this year and they were the cause of joyous celebration. However, watching last night's game left me bitter and pessimistic. The universe that separates us from that level of footy seems unbridgeable. PS. If you want to get your posts up ..foss, focus on smut and personal abuse.

I suppose my pessimism about seeing a successful premiership charge is somewhat leavened by my minimal chance of longevity.

I was supine on the sofa last night - more from exhaustion than alcohol and watched the Swans/Hawks game. It was a fantastic game of footy. However, and I know I've said this before, such games are depressing when you compare the depth of talent these sides have to ours. Both sides are stacked with players who can deliver the ball (by hand or foot) quickly and accurately while under extreme pressure. How many players do we have who can do this? A handful? Premiership sides have depth in this level of skill. Will I ever see a premiership?

Nah you've got it wrong 'luded! DC wont leave the borders of borewood and the one time Biffen tried to enter my premises the "lads" hunted him off.

What do you make of the chief "writer" for "The Hun" WYL? No gender issues there - simply incompetence.

True enough dee- luded but you'd still have to be a nong not to realize the item belonged to somebody else.

Not sure about the gender agenda ( sorry I plagiarized that term) because I reckon Caro has one [censored]. In the same way, I reckon Robbo has no testicles. Can't account for the missing [censored] though.

I have a gardener to nance around in my garden. Anyway .... Just woken up – had to have a kip after my “workout”. Well it wasn’t actually a workout – but interesting. Don’t understand how people enthuse about this gym business. I arrived at the “Leisure Centre” and met with Katie, my fitness consultant. She took me into a small office where I sat on a tiny chair and parked my guts on the table. Things apparently didn’t proceed according to the normal plan. Katie tried to take my blood pressure but the machine kept conking out and reading “error”. She gave up and started taking measurements. The problem, however, was that neither her arms, nor the tape would fit around my girth. The final straw was that I wound their scales off the meter. Katie then spoke to another fellow who made a smartarse comment about a weighbridge. Katie then said she’d consult with my doctor before going any further but offered to show me around the gymnasium before I left. In an odd way I immediately felt at home. Here were all these people in tight costumes with red faces, grunting and groaning. They were surrounded by or using a range of very odd machines and implements. Apart from the lighting, it was very much like the BDSM clubs that Biffen had arranged entre for me on occasion. I asked Katie where the whips and canes were kept but she didn’t answer and left without saying goodbye . I am guessing that information is reserved for members. All in all an interesting morning but if they expect me to start lifting those treadmill things , I wont be going back.

At my Doctor's insistence (she who wants me to give up the booze), I am about to head to the gymnasium (with a letter from said doctor) for an assessment and development of a "fitness" program. I shall keep you informed - if I survive. In any event it seems a good excuse to buy some new gear. I look rather fetching in latex - if I do say so myself. Anyway toodle pip!

If Mable demon was online she could confirm ... but I believe there is a hockey team called the "Maple Leafs" but what about the Kiwis for pizz weak - "Silver Ferns". FMD.

Yeah, and a very tough bunch of cricketers call themselves the proteas!