7.8.05

Pre-emptive Bodyline


The last, great umpire, fading light, piss bucketing down. Can our Flatulent Flanneleers possibly give all this local colour away for a zero-tolerant video robot. It is after all a Social sport, wot. Insist on real people taking responsibility for their own googlies. Like when the bastards get around to murdering Fidel.

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