Biffen

When do I get to be a part of the illuminati and all that. Wouldn't mind a slice of the reserve bank either. What do i have to do for that.

Take the edge off by pinning up a few Margaret Thatcher posters in the hat room. Oh wait ,for an old Tory like you that might have the reverse effect.

No worries, as Melbourne man that is our duty. Much like our players and our executive in dealing with the afl.

Any chance of being admitted to a lodge somewhere near St Kilda? Except i wont do the goat thing.

Good thinking , Why raise a sweat? When i see young guys in a pub drinking with girls from work after just playing mixed sport I look on them with utter disgust . Somehow I don't perceive you and your nefarious interest in the hobby horses of our geriatric sector with the same disgust. I've heard you never mess around with pleasantries after the sherry comes out.Lets face it. With your girlfriends,life is too short.literally.

Oh no.....I've been marketing it as an aphrodisiac in the Grey belt (Eastern burbs). Watch what those lascivious blue rinsers try to slip in your tea at old fartz tennis tomorrow.

They wont let me fly to Perth and anyway I need the stuff for my chemistry experiments here in the Gat, the locals love it .Seems harmless enough.

The pond at least.

So you're on the meth too. They must put it in the water over there.

What Joke?

AFter all Fl og ,posting at 4.53 am means you are probably pizzed,after all. Even if you Perth types go to bed late.

Shouldn't you be mixing up the metamucil? I'm surprised your latest conquest hasn't got her teeth in the jar and the curlers in.

He's blacked out early tonight.

ask Spike Milligan. Poor Man. On his gravestone are the immortal words.. "I told you I was Ill."

Jazza - it is impolite to use the word pillow biter these days .The correct nomenclature is " young liberal" Also ,several of the fine beauties here at the gat have taken offence at your references . Anyway- it's colder than a witches teats . I'm going to set something on fire just so I can feel my hands again.

As Moonie might attest to ,you have never really been a fussy eater BBo.Something your personal trainer might have noticed.

Poor old pond scum. I often think about him just after my morning coffee and cig. As I sit on my throne.

I moved out of that line of work months ago.I recall vividly a time when you were willing to be the John Voight character to my Dustin Hoffman. You country lads come to town with stars in your eyes in your tasseled suede suits but you never last long in the cut and thrust of the big smoke.

I too am having a hard time trying to emotionally stabilise a varied and idiosyncratic bunch if dispirited men and keep them focused on football. Unfortunately I know how Roosy feels and I believe chook does also.luckily we have frequent updates on your bodily fluid output and intake to provide is with a thought so repulsive that we feel like talking footy again.

Nuts and nanas- FMDrunk. The symbolism is overtly homoerotic. The things you crave are disturbing me. We have enough unrequited love around here for a book of poetry.

Some men are beyond my help.I have tried all manner of therapy . No point in wasting meds.

Some men are beyond my help.I have tried all manner of therapy . No point in wasting meds.

I'm not into anything weird Moon-the company you have been keeping has turned you into a depraved sicko.

Sort of like paintball- except literally flinging shite.Sounds great .will need a mask probably. Where do I sign?

I am always trying to help People less fortunate than myself Moonie.You will need pills to quell the nightmares for a decade or two. Dr Biff can always deliver. No questions asked.