Susan all is forgiven...

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Norm Smith Medallist
Nov 22, 2007
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Dear Susan

Its time to clear the air and let bygones be bygones. For the sake of peace during Derby week. For the good of football. Because we all have hearts of gold.

More importantly because we now realise we were wrong! You were just following team rules when you placed Masten in a headlock 60 meters off the footy and started ramming your filthy fingers into his facial orifices. We accept your first instinct was to run squealing to an umpire when said finger got in the way of his gag reflex. We know what your motivations were when you made damning statements in the media and why your harrowing recollection to the tribunal of your fears of losing your career, finger and perhaps life as Masten worried away like a mad dog - did not seem to match footage of the incident?

Deep down we respect all that you have achieved with your limited talent and missing chromosome, on behalf of all of us rest assured all is forgiven.

You ****head. ;)
 
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I did enjoy last week that free kick for a duck he got where he goaled and then tried to pump his teammates who were 9 goals down at the time and acting like it was an inspirational piece of play :$
 
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.

Kids from 1960's will remember this one..
 

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susan has a history of shoving his fingers in other players mouth...............just ask Sam Mitchell
 

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Susan all is forgiven...

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