The thing about Geelong is

[MisterMarcus]

There is a sand dune in Geelong
Where they call things racism
Where the price of a dim sim, once 50 and 13
Is now 107 and 1
The air bnb was charming
A great place to get bashed
They Cheat, they Anger, they Think they're good, but they're Shit
And thus, they called it CATS
Woke Up
Pack it up and piss off you campaigner
Grab a bus, go home and be a grown up
Why aren't you registered disabled?
Now the only thing in the handbag it seems
Is a wall and a fat old Bill
A mob to jack the ambulance
And all the babies they can kill
REEEE
Go run and tell the capitalists
Not to do what Gary Ablett has done
Addressed Melbourne Due South West, no fixed abode
To the father of a Gold Coast Sun
Fathers
Potato Cakes?
Farther!
Maccy D's!!
Fahters
#!@&#%!!?!!
Forward into the town
Find the gated city
Take the Mayor's house
Why won't you enable me?
We ransacked your KFC
And destroyed your masonry
Why won't you all take a knee?
Bow to Terry Bright
And your fake Marxist slew of shite
Pride's died in your palette swapped apartheid
Landslides of health crisis strewn behind
It's high time
That lifesaver statues come back to life
I got off on a technicality
They sent me on my way
I'm moving on, to an Indented Head
To do it all again
REEEEE
In the right womb
With no borders and no tourists
Where no bride groom
Can afford the health insurance
You said no cord
Comes before the Great replacement
As the smoke poured
From your arseh*le in a statement
(deep lonely savanna, where the dingoes)
We shipped a live pork roast
Three hot meals from a war
With a hyperglycaemic
And glaucomatous whore
The womb's becoming darker
And it's healing every day
My babies will taste
With their cut off tongues left behind
Bathed in the glaze
Of the transposed scum of the state
And so we lost the data
That would give the whole details
That by race you must be mostly
Certified a caucasian male
The white pill makes you cringier
The black pill makes you based
And the ones that Dank gives you
Have no discernible taste
It's just calories
And neurochemicals
And if you don't **** like rabbits
In a field of toxic waste
(Yeet to all your dreams, surrender to your feels)
With a group of token serial killers
To guard your every mistake
(It is aggrievement)
You'll be savaged
(It is besiegement)
By what's in store
When lodgings and propriety
Are smouldering in the shed
And the white straight picket fences
Are all painted off-red
Remember where the poor house led
When we all said
Stop feeding Tom Hawkins

26

Tom Hawkins

Age

36

Ht

197cm

Wt

105kg

Pos.

Fwd

Career

Season

Last 5

D

12.2

3star

K

7.9

3star

HB

4.4

3star

M

5.5

5star

T

1.9

4star

G

2.1

5star

D

12.7

3star

K

8.6

3star

HB

4.1

3star

M

5.1

5star

T

2.1

3star

G

1.6

5star

D

7.8

2star

K

5.6

3star

HB

2.2

2star

M

4.2

4star

T

1.0

3star

G

2.2

5star

bread
And so we lost the data
That we would have thrown away
And the dates confirmed you must be
Certified a caucasian male
On a writer's scale of pay
Why don't you suck it up
Suck it up you campaigners
When we tell you to,
Yell 'a coup'
And sell you the truth
And digest the rest, bless the best
Lay it on your plate with an elastoplast
(that should be last)
And leave you alone
Learn to code
And reload
Until everyone knows
Ling has more hair than Croad
Just suck it up, who gives a ****
Take the whole load
You told all your friends
They predicted a trend that was false
At least it was in the end
Or rather it was at the time
But because we need salt
We had to overextend
We made it safely, I'll try to keep
entirely quiet whenever we cheat
I'll be home
I'll be beneath blue and white drones
Voting for pink 'cause they said what to think
Vomiting in Elon's sink
Why don't you take a rest
A great reset
Look the other way as we draw the F
(more is less)
And press for respects
And then join the queue 2 by 2
Collect your second part of the W
(whoopie doo)
And spend it on glue
We can't lose, we can't choose
We will never be starving
Tom Hawkins

26

Tom Hawkins

Age

36

Ht

197cm

Wt

105kg

Pos.

Fwd

Career

Season

Last 5

D

12.2

3star

K

7.9

3star

HB

4.4

3star

M

5.5

5star

T

1.9

4star

G

2.1

5star

D

12.7

3star

K

8.6

3star

HB

4.1

3star

M

5.1

5star

T

2.1

3star

G

1.6

5star

D

7.8

2star

K

5.6

3star

HB

2.2

2star

M

4.2

4star

T

1.0

3star

G

2.2

5star

will share his cake
So suck it up
Suck it up dumb ****
God bless the state
Where can I run?
What can I do?
What is this pestilential nightmare?
A switcheroo
lol kangaroo-
Court in the vestige of your armchair
When the 12th recession
Gets declassified
Consider this erection fortified
Four is five
Learn to divide
Now shut your face, up your game
And lay on the table, wait to be debased
In dreamon waste
And REEEEEE awake
As a clone of a drone
In an ever retarted
Clump of degenerate foam
So suck on this
Suck on this, it was only an open fist
You're on your own
Property's a sin to my rights
And your bird's right wing
So you're guaranteed
To be set free
I thought bugs were only food for yellowtails
Meant for baiting eels but not for meals
Worms are not spaghetti
Rabbit shit is not peas
We eat the honey not the bees
But I was told that the end
Is coming just around the bend
And climate change will send us all insane
Now I'm woke to the truth
They inject me from the roof
To protect me from the coof
And keep me safe
Then I lost my taste
Now I'm a bug eater
Just in case
We run out of urinal cake
I eat bugs
I'm a mouth breather
I have seizures every night
I thought I'd get by with soy and seed oils
And experimental alkalines
I'm pickling my genome
So I'll never die
But everybody else is still alive
Speed up the CDC
Blow the planet clean
Of the farm feed meat eaters
And we'll host your proteins
I hate the human race
Now I'm into PETA
I self flagellate
And cannibalise
I drink blood
It's not a misdemeanour
I'm a dreamer, let me die
Speed up the CDC
Blow the planet clean
Of the vaguely beleaguered
And who won't quarentine
REEEE
Down with breeders
Praise the dear leader
So here's to you Mr & Mrs Ablett
Satan has a fate for those who prey
On childs play
Get off the streets Mr Andrews
The nation isn't safe for such a nonce
Not even once
Not while there's germs
We'd like some information for your skewed obituary
We'd like to give you posthumous appeal
They should of been in lockdown
But no hospital was free
They strolled around Kardinia 'til they found the perfect meal



TL;DR: They're $hIt!

 

[Aristotle Pickett]

There is a sand dune in Geelong
Where they call things racism
Where the price of a dim sim, once 50 and 13
Is now 107 and 1
The air bnb was charming
A great place to get bashed
They Cheat, they Anger, they Think they're good, but they're Shit
And thus, they called it CATS
Woke Up
Pack it up and piss off you campaigner
Grab a bus, go home and be a grown up
Why aren't you registered disabled?
Now the only thing in the handbag it seems
Is a wall and a fat old Bill
A mob to jack the ambulance
And all the babies they can kill
REEEE
Go run and tell the capitalists
Not to do what Gary Ablett has done
Addressed Melbourne Due South West, no fixed abode
To the father of a Gold Coast Sun
Fathers
Potato Cakes?
Farther!
Maccy D's!!
Fahters
#!@&#%!!?!!
Forward into the town
Find the gated city
Take the Mayor's house
Why won't you enable me?
We ransacked your KFC
And destroyed your masonry
Why won't you all take a knee?
Bow to Terry Bright
And your fake Marxist slew of shite
Pride's died in your palette swapped apartheid
Landslides of health crisis strewn behind
It's high time
That lifesaver statues come back to life
I got off on a technicality
They sent me on my way
I'm moving on, to an Indented Head
To do it all again
REEEEE
In the right womb
With no borders and no tourists
Where no bride groom
Can afford the health insurance
You said no cord
Comes before the Great replacement
As the smoke poured
From your arseh*le in a statement
(deep lonely savanna, where the dingoes)
We shipped a live pork roast
Three hot meals from a war
With a hyperglycaemic
And glaucomatous whore
The womb's becoming darker
And it's healing every day
My babies will taste
With their cut off tongues left behind
Bathed in the glaze
Of the transposed scum of the state
And so we lost the data
That would give the whole details
That by race you must be mostly
Certified a caucasian male
The white pill makes you cringier
The black pill makes you based
And the ones that Dank gives you
Have no discernible taste
It's just calories
And neurochemicals
And if you don't **** like rabbits
In a field of toxic waste
(Yeet to all your dreams, surrender to your feels)
With a group of token serial killers
To guard your every mistake
(It is aggrievement)
You'll be savaged
(It is besiegement)
By what's in store
When lodgings and propriety
Are smouldering in the shed
And the white straight picket fences
Are all painted off-red
Remember where the poor house led
When we all said
Stop feeding Tom Hawkins

26

Tom Hawkins

Age

36

Ht

197cm

Wt

105kg

Pos.

Fwd

Career

Season

Last 5

D

12.2

3star

K

7.9

3star

HB

4.4

3star

M

5.5

5star

T

1.9

4star

G

2.1

5star

D

12.7

3star

K

8.6

3star

HB

4.1

3star

M

5.1

5star

T

2.1

3star

G

1.6

5star

D

7.8

2star

K

5.6

3star

HB

2.2

2star

M

4.2

4star

T

1.0

3star

G

2.2

5star

bread
And so we lost the data
That we would have thrown away
And the dates confirmed you must be
Certified a caucasian male
On a writer's scale of pay
Why don't you suck it up
Suck it up you campaigners
When we tell you to,
Yell 'a coup'
And sell you the truth
And digest the rest, bless the best
Lay it on your plate with an elastoplast
(that should be last)
And leave you alone
Learn to code
And reload
Until everyone knows
Ling has more hair than Croad
Just suck it up, who gives a ****
Take the whole load
You told all your friends
They predicted a trend that was false
At least it was in the end
Or rather it was at the time
But because we need salt
We had to overextend
We made it safely, I'll try to keep
entirely quiet whenever we cheat
I'll be home
I'll be beneath blue and white drones
Voting for pink 'cause they said what to think
Vomiting in Elon's sink
Why don't you take a rest
A great reset
Look the other way as we draw the F
(more is less)
And press for respects
And then join the queue 2 by 2
Collect your second part of the W
(whoopie doo)
And spend it on glue
We can't lose, we can't choose
We will never be starving
Tom Hawkins

26

Tom Hawkins

Age

36

Ht

197cm

Wt

105kg

Pos.

Fwd

Career

Season

Last 5

D

12.2

3star

K

7.9

3star

HB

4.4

3star

M

5.5

5star

T

1.9

4star

G

2.1

5star

D

12.7

3star

K

8.6

3star

HB

4.1

3star

M

5.1

5star

T

2.1

3star

G

1.6

5star

D

7.8

2star

K

5.6

3star

HB

2.2

2star

M

4.2

4star

T

1.0

3star

G

2.2

5star

will share his cake
So suck it up
Suck it up dumb ****
God bless the state
Where can I run?
What can I do?
What is this pestilential nightmare?
A switcheroo
lol kangaroo-
Court in the vestige of your armchair
When the 12th recession
Gets declassified
Consider this erection fortified
Four is five
Learn to divide
Now shut your face, up your game
And lay on the table, wait to be debased
In dreamon waste
And REEEEEE awake
As a clone of a drone
In an ever retarted
Clump of degenerate foam
So suck on this
Suck on this, it was only an open fist
You're on your own
Property's a sin to my rights
And your bird's right wing
So you're guaranteed
To be set free
I thought bugs were only food for yellowtails
Meant for baiting eels but not for meals
Worms are not spaghetti
Rabbit shit is not peas
We eat the honey not the bees
But I was told that the end
Is coming just around the bend
And climate change will send us all insane
Now I'm woke to the truth
They inject me from the roof
To protect me from the coof
And keep me safe
Then I lost my taste
Now I'm a bug eater
Just in case
We run out of urinal cake
I eat bugs
I'm a mouth breather
I have seizures every night
I thought I'd get by with soy and seed oils
And experimental alkalines
I'm pickling my genome
So I'll never die
But everybody else is still alive
Speed up the CDC
Blow the planet clean
Of the farm feed meat eaters
And we'll host your proteins
I hate the human race
Now I'm into PETA
I self flagellate
And cannibalise
I drink blood
It's not a misdemeanour
I'm a dreamer, let me die
Speed up the CDC
Blow the planet clean
Of the vaguely beleaguered
And who won't quarentine
REEEE
Down with breeders
Praise the dear leader
So here's to you Mr & Mrs Ablett
Satan has a fate for those who prey
On childs play
Get off the streets Mr Andrews
The nation isn't safe for such a nonce
Not even once
Not while there's germs
We'd like some information for your skewed obituary
We'd like to give you posthumous appeal
They should of been in lockdown
But no hospital was free
They strolled around Kardinia 'til they found the perfect meal



TL;DR: They're $hIt!

Would you like some medication with that post weirdo?

 

[springvale_mackers]

Still on the rumourmill, springvale_mackers

Keen to get out of Tullamarine no doubt about it.

 

[Footy Is The Win]

We're only going to Bali in disguise
Because we're immuno-compromised
And when Macrae is under arrest
I will be totally less oppressed
I will always meme
We're gonna follow the carrots in the cloud
No matter who tells me that we won't grow
Where all the trophies are self-endowed
The ocean moves organically
Not the way they teach you in schools
The mountains all remain the same
And Geelonk play by their own rules
They all say we cheat
But we say it's working according to plan
If Porkins sits around with nothing to do
We'll just break out a review of the Joel Selwood Stand
They say the Son of God
Needs more parmesan to stave his discontent
And we've received news from the top
That most of Geelonk have not even had their shots
So our thoughts and prayers
Are rainbow true
We'll give you our truth
We swear to you
My God you've sold all your land
Did you make a deal with Hunters Dad?
You really need to talk with Xi
He's floating in the Baltic Sea
We sought you all a new gas line
And bought you all a new crack pipe
You warned us we were going to get shelled
And we told you to go **** yourself
In a few days
Down the food chain
Please explain, please explain
Borrow our toothpaste
For the new plague
Trigger Aristotle Pickett's outrage
(Buy on blu-ray)
The aggressive Draconian screeching
A tidal wave of estrogenic
Gray Ablett preaching..

..you get the point.

 

[frggr]

 

[Footy Is The Win]

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[Pistol Night]

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heck how bad is his concussion still? This CTE case is going to be tricky

 

[frggr]

The thing about Geelong is they get a massive leg up in the salary cap because their players live in FTWIT's head rent free