how the hell did australia get so many medals? that cant be right surely.
edit... hehe belgium sux
how the hell did australia get so many medals? that cant be right surely.
edit... hehe belgium sux
Last edited by The Stranger; 12-08-2009 at 19:30.
We do not sow.
Look soccer is a very beautiful game and worth looking at for sure but Australia is 10 times more likely to beat England than the Yanks* are. Not because we're better than the Yanks, but because of our "special relationship".
OK it may have slipped recently with the abysmal ashes losses (2-3 or 1-2 is far more embarrassing for us than 5-0 is for them) and there was some World Cup Rugby hiccup a few years ago but it was just that, a hiccup.
There's something that happens to a Pom when he meets an Aussie on the pitch: his balls shrink and he loses the will to live. If we were ever lucky enough to fake it through to the last couple of rounds and meet the Poms this time then every man jack of them would be sweating bullets.
Warnie and McGrath could be specialist sledging** coaches.
hehehe Academy of Sport (professional amateurs), and our guys (prolly) use as many drugs as the Americans too!
We haven't been around too long and we haven't won many wars (we generally come along for our allies sakes and cop a beating) so we make up for it with weiner-strengthening sports wins. In real sports like hockey and swimming.
* All citizens of the USA are Yanks to us, even the Texans because the Yankees won the war.
**Sledging is seriously unsportsmanlike personal abuse that the rather bitchy and meanspirited Aussie cricket team is infamous for. Bunch of thinskinned prima donnas, all they are good for is beating the Poms.
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Jatte lambasts Calico Rat
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=01NHcTM5IA4
That is all
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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