Official Match Thread S28 Second Preliminary Final - Mount Buller Demons v Sin City Swamprats @ Snow Dome (MOTR)

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Whhhhhoooaaaa whoa whoa... hold up a tick mate.... I thought we were friends. No need to go too far with this hypothetical...
Let's pray for you, please put his tick back
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I think the real blame lies with the tree, who clearly kept the stingray hidden, giving it the element of surprise.

That tree is still out there somewhere, gloating to all the other trees about the role it played.
It's a very shady tree. If you see it, don't let it leave.

So expensive......

 

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The Wonders didn't help last week, with their season going up in flames
Dingster still trying to fix the damage

Everything is already as dry as a Pommy's bath towel - dangerous stuff.
 
The Wonders didn't help last week, with their season going up in flames
Dingster still trying to fix the damage


Dear Swampies and Dees,

Aye. Tis true we Wonders have been left with the bitter taste of ashes in our mouths. Acrid smoke is still in our hair and EJW's rug is now a molten mess. Elton Johns Wig attempts at a combover present a truly painful and sorrowful sight.

However from the embers of defeat Dingster lit one small candle of hope. In turn this flame has lit torches of optimism.

We Wonders are each bearing a torch as we march through the night and away from the Colosseum. We are heading towards the holiday town of Pompeii* for our end of season trip. (this was funded entirely from the proceeds from the concession stands we run at Qooty matches)

The Swampies and the Dees are terrific teams and respected opponents. Unhappily one team will taste the ignominy of defeat while the other continues on to Premiership glory. To the unfortunate loser we Wonders are prepared to share our digs at Pompeii*. There will be feasts with lots of plonk and plenty of poetry including U2tigers new epic poem, Ruckage. Together we will regroup and look forward to S.29 with a gleam in every eye.

* Pompeii is a great place. I got a surprisingly good deal on our accommodation, so there is lots of room for whichever team loses on Sunday. It seems some other tourists cancelled their bookings because Mt Vesuvius has been rumbling like it has indigestion from eating too much chilli.
 
Dear Swampies and Dees,

Aye. Tis true we Wonders have been left with the bitter taste of ashes in our mouths. Acrid smoke is still in our hair and EJW's rug is now a molten mess. Elton Johns Wig attempts at a combover present a truly painful and sorrowful sight.

However from the embers of defeat Dingster lit one small candle of hope. In turn this flame has lit torches of optimism.

We Wonders are each bearing a torch as we march through the night and away from the Colosseum. We are heading towards the holiday town of Pompeii* for our end of season trip. (this was funded entirely from the proceeds from the concession stands we run at Qooty matches)

The Swampies and the Dees are terrific teams and respected opponents. Unhappily one team will taste the ignominy of defeat while the other continues on to Premiership glory. To the unfortunate loser we Wonders are prepared to share our digs at Pompeii*. There will be feasts with lots of plonk and plenty of poetry including U2tigers new epic poem, Ruckage. Together we will regroup and look forward to S.29 with a gleam in every eye.

* Pompeii is a great place. I got a surprisingly good deal on our accommodation, so there is lots of room for whichever team loses on Sunday. It seems some other tourists cancelled their bookings because Mt Vesuvius has been rumbling like it has indigestion from eating too much chilli.
Where do you go after Pompeii - Pomp B?
 
lava lava land?
Reminds me of that Spanish couple who had 3 sets of twins. Their names were Jose and Hose B, Denise and Denephew, and Juan and Two.
 
Reminds me of that Spanish couple who had 3 sets of twins. Their names were Jose and Hose B, Denise and Denephew, and Juan and Two.
Two couples went to an adoption agency, and they both adopted girls with one leg shorter than the other.

The Irish couple named their new daughter Eileen, the Chinese couple named their daughter Irene.
 

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Two couples went to an adoption agency, and they both adopted girls with one leg shorter than the other.

The Irish couple named their new daughter Eileen, the Chinese couple named their daughter Irene.
Oh god philreich has turned you into his clone.
 
Dear Swampies and Dees,

Aye. Tis true we Wonders have been left with the bitter taste of ashes in our mouths. Acrid smoke is still in our hair and EJW's rug is now a molten mess. Elton Johns Wig attempts at a combover present a truly painful and sorrowful sight.

However from the embers of defeat Dingster lit one small candle of hope. In turn this flame has lit torches of optimism.

We Wonders are each bearing a torch as we march through the night and away from the Colosseum. We are heading towards the holiday town of Pompeii* for our end of season trip. (this was funded entirely from the proceeds from the concession stands we run at Qooty matches)

The Swampies and the Dees are terrific teams and respected opponents. Unhappily one team will taste the ignominy of defeat while the other continues on to Premiership glory. To the unfortunate loser we Wonders are prepared to share our digs at Pompeii*. There will be feasts with lots of plonk and plenty of poetry including U2tigers new epic poem, Ruckage. Together we will regroup and look forward to S.29 with a gleam in every eye.

* Pompeii is a great place. I got a surprisingly good deal on our accommodation, so there is lots of room for whichever team loses on Sunday. It seems some other tourists cancelled their bookings because Mt Vesuvius has been rumbling like it has indigestion from eating too much chilli.
See this has some admirable qualities about it. Better.
 
The ashes bit or the part where everyone attends the holiday retreat and rather hot spa at Pompeii?
Every part except for Bono’s poem.
 
Every part except for Bono’s poem.

Disappointing. Bono is the Virgil of the SFA (sorry Mobbs) and his homage poem in heroic form addresses the essential dilemmas of rucking and life.
 
Every part except for Bono’s poem.
It was an epic poem.

My Poor beat up Ruck

My poor beat up Ruck,
we've had quite a muck,
for when we get stuck,
you made such a ****.

My poor beat up Ruck,
we went threw much,
getting hit sucked,
and had to pay such.

My poor beat up Ruck,
sitting all alone,
sitting there struck,
looking like a bone.

my poor beat up Ruck,
can't go around,
stuck on the ground,
now driving in a car,
just not far,
from getting my poor beat up Ruck.
 
Alright, lads and ladettes, it's time for us to push through to the Grand Final.

Once there it would be an automatic win, so in fact, this is our Grand final!
 
It was an epic poem.

My Poor beat up Ruck

My poor beat up Ruck,
we've had quite a muck,
for when we get stuck,
you made such a fu**.

My poor beat up Ruck,
we went threw much,
getting hit sucked,
and had to pay such.

My poor beat up Ruck,
sitting all alone,
sitting there struck,
looking like a bone.

my poor beat up Ruck,
can't go around,
stuck on the ground,
now driving in a car,
just not far,
from getting my poor beat up Ruck.
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