Reminds me of the time my mate and me were attacked in the little Games Arcade on Gosford Street (LTG's?) by a daft Mortal Kombat addict. He tried to coin us, and when he ran out of them, he tried to, uh, 'hat' us...all we said was: "Wow, you're shit at MK, mate" and he went nuclear.
So yeah, he tried to maim us with his dodgy Chicago Bulls hat. Really went for it, too, like he was wielding Excalibur.
I'd love to be a journalist, forget politics and stuff I'd be all about the dog that can dance, the 95 year old man who plays football and other random crap!
I'd love to be a journalist, forget politics and stuff I'd be all about the dog that can dance, the 95 year old man who plays football and other random crap!
Did you see the one doing the rounds on Facebook yesterday about the dog who accidentally ran a half marathon and came 7th? Less war and more dog stories I say.
Did you see the one doing the rounds on Facebook yesterday about the dog who accidentally ran a half marathon and came 7th? Less war and more dog stories I say.