Evening all, I have wonky wers again so I don't know how long I'll last tonight.

No face lifts here, I'm too busy trying to keep my chest and lungs together, the lungs are doing their best to escape.

To Lords, what a poxy paddock,

it looks like the Holden sport ground behind the Elizibeth plant in Adelaide.

It's not even level.

I see, with some imagination, why you compare this odd game to chess; it's the light and dark green checks, I suppose.

It's good to see we're off to a good start, I am as yet undecided as to which team I'm backing this time.

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