Vintage Bay Diary of a Welching Flog - A True Story Containing a Real Life Grand Final Parade Welch

Will the Flog Streak?

  • Yes

    Votes: 7 6.1%
  • No, he's a welching flog

    Votes: 80 69.6%
  • Jack Watts is more likely to bare his bum

    Votes: 28 24.3%

  • Total voters
    115

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I can't sleep.

The anxiety is killing me.

I am full of anticipation. So much so that, despite knowing it was a free event, I actually bought a "ticket" to the parade from an unscrupulous man in Hosier Lane - just to be safe.

I lay in bed, dying. The doctors say I have less than 24 hours to live. The disease is unknown, but they think it's linked to me shaking hands with Jack Watts. I don't understand the mechanics of this disease. All I can hear is the flutter of commotion and various Fremantle melts from the week before.

And yet - despite my terminal condition - one thing, and one thing only, consumes my mind.

Will he, or won't he?
 

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When this is all done and dusted, Sooz may be available.
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They embraced again under the covers. The man with A Cut Above his eye had never before felt such a sensation; he wanted to bash a dozen Geelong flogs yet tenderly stroke a white dove all at the same time. So this is what love feels like he said to himself. Although it was crazy, he felt it was natural and what the heart wanted. He asked her and she replied yes with a smile. For the second time that day, there was an engagement in the family.

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As a non-Victorian flog normally the Grand Final parade doesn't have a heap of interest for me but this year I'm kinda excited to see what happens...
 
As a non-Victorian flog normally the Grand Final parade doesn't have a heap of interest for me but this year I'm kinda excited to see what happens...

Only 1 of two options t2b: 1) Bare cheeks down Bourke street, or 2) A shiny new welch badge.

Dis gun' be gud!
 
11.24pm, Thursday 31st September, 2015

I retrospectively added 'not serious' to my flippant bet said in jest about Norf.
I have #impunity.

Peace out


He had finally learnt his lesson. He realised he'd been a damn fool for many, many months on the Bay. The constant grandstanding and attention whoring had finally caught up with him. He had been a dealt a lesson in humility and respect, not too shoot off at the mouth but to be rational and kind in what he posted. To be humble and graceful and not a moaning Tier 5 flog.

He was enlightened, he felt like a new man. He had turned a corner. He just hoped that Sooz would take him back....

--

The man with A Cut Above his eye checked to make sure he had the correct address. He kicked the stand on his motorbike and approached the door. The doormat read "Welcome to the Kingdom of the DaVilly's". Cute the man thought, although he wasn't prone to softening his heart. He clenched his powerful fist and made a hammering knocking sound on the door.

The first thing that struck him about her was her eyes; they were a deep hazelnut brown just like the Hawthorn jumper. She was petite with rich yellow hair that made him again think of the Hawthorn jumper. He could not take his eyes off her, she was stunning.....

--

He kept his head down as he walked on home, frightened about how Sooz might react. What should I say, will she still love me, am I still her Online Pool Assistant? With all these questions reverberating around his head, he didn't notice the Frenchman walking towards him with the initials "J" and "C" on his cufflinks. He accidently clipped the Frenchman's shoulder. He immediately said sorry. The Frenchman smiled and replied "Pardon Monsieur". He smiled back. It felt good respecting people he decided, from now on this is how I will post he promised himself. He hoped that Sooz would see that he was a changed man....

--

They embraced again under the covers. The man with A Cut Above his eye had never before felt such a sensation; he wanted to bash a dozen Geelong flogs yet tenderly stroke a white dove all at the same time. So this is what love feels like he said to himself. Although it was crazy, he felt it was natural and what the heart wanted. He asked her and she replied yes with a smile. For the second time that day, there was an engagement in the family.

--

He reached their weatherboard house; the lights were still on in the kitchen. He took a deep breath and walked forward. He felt as if he were walking down the player's race about to do battle. A million things were going through his mind as he reached forward and pressed the doorbell; it chimed with the Norf theme song. Her pudgy silhouette moved through the window as she approached the door. He breathed in as she unlocked the bolt, undid the chain and opened the door.......



To be continued....
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I just feel like he has no use to us once he gets the welchers badge. Like Porked04 is going to sacrifice him after the parade. Call me crazy but I think the punishment fits the crime!

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I see where you're going with this Friend. I can see a lull through October and he'll be required through FOTY voting.

Wtf is this?

Have the AFL welched on Bourke St Porkies, say it aint so :(

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Typical, just shows he never planned to go through with the bet. If he did, he would've researched the route.


Let us not forget that tomorrow is a solemn day. DaVillaBlues lied to us as a Bay community. He's broken our collective trust. Let the Badge be a symbol for all to see that DaWilly is a pants on fire liar :(
 
DaVillaBlues you crafty bastard, he has changed the route of the parade!

Even more reason he should do it as there'll be less chance of him being arrested with the GF parade on a different street.
 

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