SA: Facebick.
CW: Why didn't you tell me to brush my eyebrow?
RE: Deceive me.
CW: There has been enough deception.
TM: I'd fall over and slit my throat.
SA: I'd put a neck guard on you.
PJ: Don't you take my Hamy away!
PJ: They are from Ghana - it's all they have.
TM: Innovative design.
SA:Are you doing a voice by voice?
TM: It's because he is black - reverse racism.
TM: Look at him loving it!!
AS: Warm vodka, warm lime, warm lemonade.
CW: I think she likes my hat.
SA: That's cos my boyfriend was passing it to me on a obtuse angle.
SA: Kobe Bryant..PRICK!
TM: My fly is undone.
PJ: My fly wiggles it's own way done.
PJ: Now kick a fucking goal you slut!!!
SA: Why do black guys get tattoos?? You can barely see them!
TM & SA: Mark Bickley (Ex Crows Captain) came out of retirement, and changed sports to kick a goal.
NW: We are not bent.....we just like cheese.
SA: It's coming out both ends!!
CW: Ah! You are making me kick the cheese.
SA: Die, die, die mother fucker...die, die, die!!
AS: Fuck you cunt!
AS: I thought it was a sponge.
TM: It was clearly bald, white Lehmann.
SA: I'm over TB's, I'm over white meat.
AS: For the record.....
NW: It's touching me.
NW: Black and ready
This blog lists the drunken ramblings of a young group of adults.
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