But as I said to the mister and gathered friends, halfway through the third quarter, ‘if I had to choose between a premiership and the election, I’d choose the election any day’.
So, as they say: Kevin Rudd: Don’t Fuck It Up.
we're all making our own sense of things
But as I said to the mister and gathered friends, halfway through the third quarter, ‘if I had to choose between a premiership and the election, I’d choose the election any day’.
So, as they say: Kevin Rudd: Don’t Fuck It Up.
A massacre, mate.
Go cats.
For some reason, that comment made me smile, shula.
Yeah, well, here’s hoping we’re still smiling after the next election.
I tell him that (through telepathy obviously) at least once a day. And I would wear a t-shirt that said that.
not that I like or follow football in any way but it was eerily quiet round here in Sea-eagles heartland on Sunday night during the game. Not that I was watching, but the silence said it all.
Done by Melbourne.
Can’t one of you crafty types come up with THAT t-shirt?
And aprons – I would be even more keen to wear the “Don’t fuck it up” on an apron. And there could be tea-towels, and bumber stickers, and fridge magnets, and those free postcards you see in cafes, and kids’ lunch boxes (at my kid’s school, they wouldn’t blink and eye).