Neener, neener, neener … we won

October 24, 2011

That was way too scary but I suppose it was a game of two halves and rugby was the winner on the day. Well, actually, we were the winners.
I’ve just finished work and while I’m pleased the Rugby World Cup specialist pages are over and done with for four more years (take the George Gregan, you bald little pillock) I’m even more pleased our boys in black got the job done.
Put that in your croissants and smoke it, you Richie McCaw-threatening morons.


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Jillian "George" Allison-Aitken

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