Off-topic Bay Survivor 2017 - Good Bloke Island Edition - Congratulations Richoatthedisco!

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Dub melting? Well now I’ve seen it all haha
Might have been this:
In response to plugger,

The Drones, a Perth band smart enough to get the **** out of Perth. The Panics aren't fit to clean Gareth Liddiard's toilets and they're not a fifth the band Tame Impala are. **** off back to New Zealand.
 

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Might have been this:
In response to plugger,

The Drones, a Perth band smart enough to get the **** out of Perth. The Panics aren't fit to clean Gareth Liddiard's toilets and they're not a fifth the band Tame Impala are. **** off back to New Zealand.
Nah, that's him being polite on the song contest.

I think you were bang on about the cricket thread.
Seems banz are being threatened for both pro and anti Marsh comments.





Im ambivalent about him myself
Whoever he is.
 
Survivor was voted Thread of the Month on the flogcast and everyone agrees the standard has been fantastic.
Keep up the great quality efforts, its been really fun reading the entries :thumbsu:
 
Shooping is for elite posters. Quills are for minnows.
There's a reason he is not in our gang, but there is hope for him.
 
Survivor was voted Thread of the Month on the flogcast and everyone agrees the standard has been fantastic.
Keep up the great quality efforts, its been really fun reading the entries :thumbsu:
Take that Mofra.
 
Challenge #9 Entry


So Melbourne don't want to train, and I needed to find them something to do for their stay on our island that'll help them finally make finals in 2018. I started the day with a bit of song and dance:
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But I didn't think that would make them ready for the 2018 footy season. I talked to Goodwin the Good Witch of the North and asked what would help the players reach finals. He told me to go speak to the Wizard of the MFC and ask his advice:
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I took my puppy Jesse:
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And a couple of helpers - Vince the Heartless Tinman, Oliver the Floppy Strawman, and Bugg the Cowardly Lion:
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And set off along the ca$h brick road to the AFL headquarters in the middle of Good Bloke Island:
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Half way there we came across the Wicked Witch of Round 23:
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But after running away from their demons, or like demons? We finally reached AFL HQ and spoke to the Wizard of the MFC:
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The Wizard sounded awfully familiar. Puppy Jesse was barking at a curtain to the side of the room. I pulled back the curtain and we found the Wizard wasn't real. It was just Paul Roos:
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"Roosy" I asked "What can we do to make sure that the MFC can play finals for the 2018 season? The players don't want to train. Goodwin the Good Witch of the North said you had all the answers. Can you give Vince a heart, Bugg some courage, and help Oliver to stay standing on the field?"
"There's no secret to playing finals," said Roosy, "and it's the players themselves that make them heartless, gutless, and floppy. The players need to learn to get good. Now hop in my balloon, we'll go back to camp, bring Puppy Jesse because he's actually pretty good, and hopefully we can forget these players and the 2017 season ever existed"
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Challenge #9 Entry


So Melbourne don't want to train, and I needed to find them something to do for their stay on our island that'll help them finally make finals in 2018. I started the day with a bit of song and dance:
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But I didn't think that would make them ready for the 2018 footy season. I talked to Goodwin the Good Witch of the North and asked what would help the players reach finals. He told me to go speak to the Wizard of the MFC and ask his advice:
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I took my puppy Jesse:
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And a couple of helpers - Vince the Heartless Tinman, Oliver the Floppy Strawman, and Bugg the Cowardly Lion:
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And set off along the ca$h brick road to the AFL headquarters in the middle of Good Bloke Island:
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Half way there we came across the Wicked Witch of Round 23:
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But after running away from their demons, or like demons? We finally reached AFL HQ and spoke to the Wizard of the MFC:
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The Wizard sounded awfully familiar. Puppy Jesse was barking at a curtain to the side of the room. I pulled back the curtain and we found the Wizard wasn't real. It was just Paul Roos:
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"Roosy" I asked "What can we do to make sure that the MFC can play finals for the 2018 season? The players don't want to train. Goodwin the Good Witch of the North said you had all the answers. Can you give Vince a heart, Bugg some courage, and help Oliver to stay standing on the field?"
"There's no secret to playing finals," said Roosy, "and it's the players themselves that make them heartless, gutless, and floppy. The players need to learn to get good. Now hop in my balloon, we'll go back to camp, bring Puppy Jesse because he's actually pretty good, and hopefully we can forget these players and the 2017 season ever existed"
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Brilliant
 
Survivor was voted Thread of the Month on the flogcast and everyone agrees the standard has been fantastic.
Keep up the great quality efforts, its been really fun reading the entries :thumbsu:
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Challenge #9 Entry:

We arrived back from tribal council to find that a bunch of Melbourne players had arrived suddenly and without warning. They set up their own camp, about a quarter-mile down the beach, and spent the rest of the day sitting on the beach sipping cocktails, surfing in a suit and engaging in the sort of drunken revelry that one might expect from a buck’s party, not a professional football club.

They kept largely to themselves until the next morning, when Jordan Lewis came up to our shelter to have a chat with me.

“Man, this is shithouse”, he complained. “This club’s standards are rubbish compared to Hawthorn. How are we ever going to make the finals if we just party all the time instead of training?”

“Worked for Hodgey”, quipped Vesty, before being promptly sent back to bed.

“You guys know this island better than anyone. Can you put together a training program for us out here?” continued Jordan. “But we need to do something that involves absolutely no risk whatsoever. If we do anything that’s too physically demanding, everyone will get scared and start crying out for their mommy, Angus Brayshaw will somehow get concussed, and Jake Lever will demand a trade back to Adelaide”.

A couple of days ago, I had found an abandoned supply road about one mile from our camp on the beach, a relic from the island’s days as a military base during WW2. I went there with Jordan, thinking it would be a good place to do some sprint exercises, but when we got there, I came up with an even better idea.

I nodded to myself while running my hand along the road. “This surface reminds me of the one at the WACA. How about a nice game of cricket? It’s a good team-bonding exercise, and it’ll help to keep everyone mentally and physically fit”.

“Okay, but we don’t want to bowl, can’t risk anyone getting a side strain or pulling a hamstring”, he insisted.

“Not to worry, we’ll fly Stuart Broad in and he can send down some half-volleys on the pads at an unthreatening 130 kph”, I said reassuringly.

The next morning, I gathered up my tribemates while Jordan collected his charges. We all headed up together to the supply road, where we met with Stuart Broad and welcomed him to the island.

“Where’s my homeboy Chappyuk?” Stuart immediately asked.

“He’s over on NYC Island, but you won’t be able to visit him yet, the doctors are still working to dislodge the knife that El Dubya stuck in his back”, I replied.

Broad trundled in and bowled one of his usual pies. Unfortunately, the Dees had decided to send Clayton Oliver in to face the first ball. He was quite suspect against the short ball, which given his height was any ball that bounced. The ball missed his helmet by about a foot or so, but that didn’t stop Oliver from going down like he’d been shot and writhing around in agony on the floor, clutching his face.

Broad looked utterly bemused while all of us Survivors simply stood in stunned silence. We’d all seen that dive on the TV, but there was something even more surreal about seeing it happen live. It was like watching an young exhibitionist couple nervously hammering away – we were disgusted, but didn’t want to look away.

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR? YOU COULD HAVE SERIOUSLY HURT HIM!” protested a tearful Tomas Bugg before taking a wild swing at Broad. Clearly, he had zero sense of irony.

“Quick, somebody get the AFLPA on the phone, right now! We’ve got to get out of here, they’re trying to kill us!” added a panicked Jack Viney, who it turned out was a massive faux tough guy.

And with that, they were gone the next morning, after calling for an emergency evacuation. They had somehow vanished faster than inappropriate text messages from Simon Lethlean’s phone.

For the first time out here, I’d been given a problem I couldn’t solve. I concluded that it was simply not possible to get Melbourne’s pack of pretty boys to partake in any sort of rigorous training program that was up to AFL standards. I immediately made a mental note to remember to put $1000 on Melbourne missing finals in 2018 as soon as I got home from the island.
 
Alright, we have a clear winner in Allikat, congratulations, you cannot be voted off GB Island. Submit your vote for who you want off the island via PM by 9 p.m. Monday. The immunity idol is still in play, so beware of that when you vote.
 

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