you can't even ban people in groups, so why you guys expect Alex to even be able to do anything? this program is flawed on so many levels that it's not even funny.
I was talking to my buddy clint from the outback last night, and he goes. OI YA BLOODY LEGEND, chuck another snag on the barbie, will ya? Fair dinkum, it’s hotter than a dingo’s armpit out ‘ere! Crikey, I just near-on wrestled a croc down the servo ‘cause the bugger tried nickin’ me meat pie! Had to wash it down with a cold tinny o’ VB before I hopped on me ute, blasted AC/DC, and nearly mowed down a mob o’ kangas on the way back to the outback shack. Deadset, mate, if the mozzies don’t eat ya alive, the drop bears’ll get ya. Strewth!” “Then I get home, right, and I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, ‘too knackered for the missus, but not too knackered for a bit of one-handed didgeridoo practice, eh?’ Next thing ya know, I’m goin’ at it faster than a joey bouncin’ out the pouch, sweat pourin’ off me like I’m in the bloody outback sauna. Whole joint’s shakin’ like a ute on corrugated dirt road, and I’m prayin’ the neighbours don’t hear me hollerin’ ‘CRIKEY!’ mid-finishing blow. Absolute shocker, mate.
get the ever living fuck out of here -- (rambo): I was talking to my buddy clint from the outback last night, and he goes. OI YA BLOODY LEGEND, chuck another snag on the barbie, will ya? Fair dinkum, it’s hotter than a dingo’s armpit out ‘ere! Crikey, I just near-on wrestled a croc down the servo ‘cause the bugger tried nickin’ me meat pie! Had to wash it down with a cold tinny o’ VB before I hopped on me ute, blasted AC/DC, and nearly mowed down a mob o’ kangas on the way back to the outback shack. Deadset, mate, if the mozzies don’t eat ya alive, the drop bears’ll get ya. Strewth!” “Then I get home, right, and I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, ‘too knackered for the missus, but not too knackered for a bit of one-handed didgeridoo practice, eh?’ Next thing ya know, I’m goin’ at it faster than a joey bouncin’ out the pouch, sweat pourin’ off me like I’m in the bloody outback sauna. Whole joint’s shakin’ like a ute on corrugated dirt road, and I’m prayin’ the neighbours don’t hear me hollerin’ ‘CRIKEY!’ mid-finishing blow. Absolute shocker, mate.
agreed -- (fire): get the ever living fuck out of here -- (rambo): I was talking to my buddy clint from the outback last night, and he goes. OI YA BLOODY LEGEND, chuck another snag on the barbie, will ya? Fair dinkum, it’s hotter than a dingo’s armpit out ‘ere! Crikey, I just near-on wrestled a croc down the servo ‘cause the bugger tried nickin’ me meat pie! Had to wash it down with a cold tinny o’ VB before I hopped on me ute, blasted AC/DC, and nearly mowed down a mob o’ kangas on the way back to the outback shack. Deadset, mate, if the mozzies don’t eat ya alive, the drop bears’ll get ya. Strewth!” “Then I get home, right, and I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, ‘too knackered for the missus, but not too knackered for a bit of one-handed didgeridoo practice, eh?’ Next thing ya know, I’m goin’ at it faster than a joey bouncin’ out the pouch, sweat pourin’ off me like I’m in the bloody outback sauna. Whole joint’s shakin’ like a ute on corrugated dirt road, and I’m prayin’ the neighbours don’t hear me hollerin’ ‘CRIKEY!’ mid-finishing blow. Absolute shocker, mate.
modderation, rambo, you can't just say random things that have absolutely nothing to do with this topic. So I'll just give you a caution this time. Alright?