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Trav vs Gaz
G’day everyone, Trav here and those IWT fucks asked me and Trace to add a blog to their website. I told ‘em that I’d already blogged one out today but they told me all I had to do was just write about stuff and give it to them. Since I can’t be stuffed writing a whole thing about Trace’s tits I reckon I’ll write about the only other thing I’m thinking about now. How French Rugby Union is fucking up footy tipping contests around the country.
Gaz is leaving and Sonny Bill is already on the last plane out of Sydney and they’re going to fucking France and not even to promote the great game of Rugby League like old Has Beens and Beaver Menzies who go to England. No, no they’re going to play the game that wants to be Rugby League, Rugby Union. In France! What the fuck ever came out of France that was any good? Fuck all, that’s what. They have to buy good stuff like Gasnier and Sonny Bill Williams ‘cause they don’t have any good players of their own. There was that poof who headbutted that Italian dickhead in the World Cup of Soft that became shit when Australia was done out of it, but that seems about it. The Sydney Harbour Bridge is better than the Eiffel Tower. The Wollongong Lighthouse is better than the Eiffel Tower and plus we have a Big Pineapple and Big Banana and big fucking Ayres Rock. All France has are big poofs and soon they’ll have two more.
Sonny Bill leaving doesn’t piss me off as much as Gaz ‘cause I say fuck the Bulldogs anyway but when Gasnier leaves his family’s club things are fucked. Trace kinda feels the same way. You know how my little Caramello Koala is hot and funny well she made a name up for SBW. She calls him Stupid Fuck Wit or SFW. It’s not one of her better ones but it would be grouse to hear Ray Warren call that during Friday Night Football. “Oh Big Willie just got smashed by Stupid Fuck Wit.’ Fuck she’s funny. If she wasn’t out shopping I’d go her right now.
Anyway as for Gaz, Trace says as long as Ben Creagh doesn’t go to A.F.L or Gay F.L as it’s known in the Monaro house, then it’s all fine. I don’t get what the fuck she sees in that guy. She won’t even go get me another beer when he’s on the field. Fair Dinkum I won’t even let her go meet him in Crown Street Mall ‘cause I don’t wanna have to smash him for looking at her. It would be hard for him not to ‘cause she’s fucking hotter than the cheerleaders.
I hope this is long enough to make it to the website. I reckon it’ll be right so I’ll finish with don’t choke on the bloody frogs legs Gasnier you greedy fuck.
Trav.