Oppo Camp 2019 Premiership Salt Mine

Which team's supporters are the saltiest?

  • Adelaide

    Votes: 13 2.8%

  • Brisbane

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Carlton

    Votes: 12 2.6%

  • Collingwood

    Votes: 59 12.7%

  • Essendon

    Votes: 12 2.6%

  • Fremantle

    Votes: 1 0.2%

  • Geelong

    Votes: 213 46.0%

  • Gold Coast

    Votes: 1 0.2%

  • Greater Western Sydney

    Votes: 4 0.9%

  • Hawthorn

    Votes: 8 1.7%

  • Melbourne

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • North Melbourne

    Votes: 9 1.9%

  • Port Adelaide

    Votes: 2 0.4%

  • St Kilda

    Votes: 3 0.6%

  • Sydney

    Votes: 1 0.2%

  • West Coast

    Votes: 125 27.0%

  • Western Bulldogs

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Total voters
    463

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thedreamisreal said:
The Pies' board is weirdly relaxed about the whole situation. They're "proud" that they prevented us from getting the three-peat 😂

A Collingwood colleague of mine this morning was going on about "what could have been" but it was the most insincere bs I've ever heard.

Is it possible that they're actually relieved they didn't make the GF after what happened to GWS? They've lost their f*n marbles man...
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Can't wait for us to win the premiership again next year and for Collingwood supporters to brag about stopping us from winning 4 in a row and protecting their record from the 1920s lel.
 
thedreamisreal said:
The Pies' board is weirdly relaxed about the whole situation. They're "proud" that they prevented us from getting the three-peat 😂

A Collingwood colleague of mine this morning was going on about "what could have been" but it was the most insincere bs I've ever heard.

Is it possible that they're actually relieved they didn't make the GF after what happened to GWS? They've lost their f*n marbles man...
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One time I was really struggling to stay away from the nangs so I set out on a drive across the Nullarbor, spur of the moment and quite unlike me. I put my swag in the boot, packed some clothes, food and drink, and off I went, with my dog sitting in the passenger’s seat.

The first day was boring but I felt like I was doing the right thing, giving myself time and space to question why I loved nangs so much. It was the tail end of a drought, so from Melbourne to Bordertown it was just flat, fallow fields stubbled with last seasons pitiful crops.

But once I crossed that SA border, things got a bit... odd. I was tired, I knew that, and I probably should have pulled over but I really wanted to get to Adelaide or at least Murray Bridge before nightfall. But I can’t put it all down to tiredness. I was seeing things that were there, I’m sure of it, but I’m always reluctant to actually admit what I saw.

I saw a crow using a farmer’s erect penis as a kind of horizontal pogo stick. I saw Mark Roscuitto out in a field, on his back but his legs were up over his face and he was fingering his butthole and he was crying. I saw Darren Jarman kneeling over a dead horse that he had torn open, feasting on entrails and viscera. Warren Tredrea was hitchhiking naked by the side of the road every couple of kilometres, laughing and wanking.

Sleep overcame me suddenly and I nearly veered off the road. Looking back I believe there may be a supernatural element to this sudden sleepiness but whatever the cause, I pulled into a dirt side road, drove maybe 20 kilometres north into nothingness and set up camp. I made a little fire, set up my swag and started on a bottle of warm Malibu and lit up a dart. The night settled in ominously, obsidian.

I woke with a start as my dog ran off snarling into the blackness. I ran after him, somewhat bewildered, but my confusion multiplied as I heard whispers fly at my out of the dark. I caught a few words here and there: franking... draw down... clash strip... mortgage...

I could hear my dog but not see him so I just followed his growling, but then there was a sudden change in the sound and tone from my dog. It’s hard to describe but it was almost like the growling turned to a canine purring. I moved forward, and forward, growing more and more fearful... until I stumbled upon a sight I will never forget.

I could just, just make out my dogs eyes reflecting light from the fire behind me. He was still making that soft, throaty sound. Just as I was about to reach out and pay him, a second pair of blinging eyes popped out from behind his arseh*le, glinting. It was David Koch. He was muttering something about planning for retirement, but it was clear he was naked, wearing nothing but a butt plug with a tail attached. He had shit in his teeth because he’d been tonguing my dogs arseh*le lovingly and softly. David Kock tried to start delicately rimming my dog’s arseh*le again but my presence had awoken some level of awareness in my pet, and he had suddenly become disinterested, even ashamed of what he had been letting Kochie do.

My dog and I sprinted back to the car, leaving the swag where it was, too terrified to do anything but put as much distance between us and Kochie as possible.

As I floored the car, I could see, in the light of the fire, Kochie running on all fours, barking and yelling financial advice at us. We barely made it out of there alive.
 

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Boob_Radley said:
One time I was really struggling to stay away from the nangs so I set out on a drive across the Nullarbor, spur of the moment and quite unlike me. I put my swag in the boot, packed some clothes, food and drink, and off I went, with my dog sitting in the passenger’s seat.

The first day was boring but I felt like I was doing the right thing, giving myself time and space to question why I loved nangs so much. It was the tail end of a drought, so from Melbourne to Bordertown it was just flat, fallow fields stubbled with last seasons pitiful crops.

But once I crossed that SA border, things got a bit... odd. I was tired, I knew that, and I probably should have pulled over but I really wanted to get to Adelaide or at least Murray Bridge before nightfall. But I can’t put it all down to tiredness. I was seeing things that were there, I’m sure of it, but I’m always reluctant to actually admit what I saw.

I saw a crow using a farmer’s erect penis as a kind of horizontal pogo stick. I saw Mark Roscuitto out in a field, on his back but his legs were up over his face and he was fingering his butthole and he was crying. I saw Darren Jarman kneeling over a dead horse that he had torn open, feasting on entrails and viscera. Warren Tredrea was hitchhiking naked by the side of the road every couple of kilometres, laughing and wanking.

Sleep overcame me suddenly and I nearly veered off the road. Looking back I believe there may be a supernatural element to this sudden sleepiness but whatever the cause, I pulled into a dirt side road, drove maybe 20 kilometres north into nothingness and set up camp. I made a little fire, set up my swag and started on a bottle of warm Malibu and lit up a dart. The night settled in ominously, obsidian.

I woke with a start as my dog ran off snarling into the blackness. I ran after him, somewhat bewildered, but my confusion multiplied as I heard whispers fly at my out of the dark. I caught a few words here and there: franking... draw down... clash strip... mortgage...

I could hear my dog but not see him so I just followed his growling, but then there was a sudden change in the sound and tone from my dog. It’s hard to describe but it was almost like the growling turned to a canine purring. I moved forward, and forward, growing more and more fearful... until I stumbled upon a sight I will never forget.

I could just, just make out my dogs eyes reflecting light from the fire behind me. He was still making that soft, throaty sound. Just as I was about to reach out and pay him, a second pair of blinging eyes popped out from behind his a-hole, glinting. It was David Koch. He was muttering something about planning for retirement, but it was clear he was naked, wearing nothing but a butt plug with a tail attached. He had s**t in his teeth because he’d been tonguing my dogs a-hole lovingly and softly. David Kock tried to start delicately rimming my dog’s a-hole again but my presence had awoken some level of awareness in my pet, and he had suddenly become disinterested, even ashamed of what he had been letting Kochie do.

My dog and I sprinted back to the car, leaving the swag where it was, too terrified to do anything but put as much distance between us and Kochie as possible.

As I floored the car, I could see, in the light of the fire, Kochie running on all fours, barking and yelling financial advice at us. We barely made it out of there alive.
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Nicely written dude.....but I think you may have still been on the nangs, yeah?
 
joelsyt said:
I hope someone informed kochie that we actually did finish higher than GWS.

Unless someone made it so 6 now comes before 3? Rofl
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How can you question Kochie after all he is an investment Wiz...

We all know how that has translated into a fortune for Port Adelaide especially when they play in China!
 
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