All aboard the Titanic...
St. George Dragons at South Sydney Rabbitohs
The play...Rabbitohs ML +180 (2 to win 3.6)
Whats your problem? He can do what he likes. Is it your money he is betting with?
Whats your problem? He can do what he likes. Is it your money he is betting with?
Whats your problem? He can do what he likes. Is it your money he is betting with?
Whats your problem? He can do what he likes. Is it your money he is betting with?
Why do you come here and lambast other posters after the fact?
Emkee's style annoys you?
Your style, or lack thereof, annoys the fuck out of me, yet I don't run off to the other sites that you post at to point out what a gutless box you are.
Why do you come here and lambast other posters after the fact?
Emkee's style annoys you?
Your style, or lack thereof, annoys the fuck out of me, yet I don't run off to the other sites that you post at to point out what a gutless box you are.
Why do you come here and lambast other posters after the fact?
Emkee's style annoys you?
Your style, or lack thereof, annoys the fuck out of me, yet I don't run off to the other sites that you post at to point out what a gutless box you are.
Why do you come here and lambast other posters after the fact?
Emkee's style annoys you?
Your style, or lack thereof, annoys the fuck out of me, yet I don't run off to the other sites that you post at to point out what a gutless box you are.
oh dear
oh dear
ok, I've given it 30 seconds thought...
your style is like this:
turning up to a party, where three quarters of the people don't know who you are, and the other quarter know that you're a fuckwit.
you then mouth off at the host (who doesn't know who you are) while the rest of the party look on, confused but amused by the fuckwit who has just made a complete fuckwit of himself.
you then scurry away.
ok, I've given it 30 seconds thought...
your style is like this:
turning up to a party, where three quarters of the people don't know who you are, and the other quarter know that you're a fuckwit.
you then mouth off at the host (who doesn't know who you are) while the rest of the party look on, confused but amused by the fuckwit who has just made a complete fuckwit of himself.
you then scurry away.
