A century off the last ball
A century off the last ball
You’re better off firing darts into a board
On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses
Get your scratchie advent calendar today
Warmer weather is coming… in fact it’s here already
To be re-recorded on Sunday after the caller gets the wrong horse
What kind of Shapes… Pizza Shapes
What a fickle game
“Mate, if you keep that shit up we’re going to have to squash your guts out your arse.”
I was probably drunk when I wrote this