- Banned
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I was riding the rails like a pirate this morning and when the ticket inspector asked for my name and address I spat that my name was "John Varcoe" and I was from "123 Fake St"
He swallowed the address alright, but he couldn't get over my surname, which he insisted was fake.
As I fled the carriage and ran through the busy marketplaces of Ormond, leaping fruit boxes and dodging window wielding repairmen, I wondered what Travis Varcoe's real surname was.
I also wondered how many PM's I would have this morning from Geelong supporters telling me that Varcoe>>Rioli.
Strangely, none. Which is down on their daily quota of 47.
Lift your game, handbaggers.
He swallowed the address alright, but he couldn't get over my surname, which he insisted was fake.
As I fled the carriage and ran through the busy marketplaces of Ormond, leaping fruit boxes and dodging window wielding repairmen, I wondered what Travis Varcoe's real surname was.
I also wondered how many PM's I would have this morning from Geelong supporters telling me that Varcoe>>Rioli.
Strangely, none. Which is down on their daily quota of 47.
Lift your game, handbaggers.