“I must object to the (sensible) coach of Copious Consumption. He's a liar!
It was clear to anyone in the tunnel from the dressing rooms that Msrs Jagger & Rotten were not hungover, they were still off their fuckin tits. Anyone trying to make a home in an old trainer left from a previous visiting Ogre is no stranger to Mr Jack Daniels.
TTFN Tim, please make all my players inevitably joining you very soon welcome.”
“With both Mick Jagger and Jonny Rotten missing the match due to hangovers the match was always going to be a tough one. Oak leafs initial blitz off the kick off and a subsequent score on turn 1 after a failed dodge made it into a very tough one. Sigmund Freud utilised his deep understanding of the tactics and mind set of his opponents, and a few lucky rolls, to equalise mid way through the second half. That was the last of the joy for copious consumption. Timothy Leary was killed by the second blitz of the Oak leaf Allstars, the apoc was obviously too busy sampling his own wares to worry about healing him. Mr Leary, apostle of the physcadelic generation, wrote in his will his wishes to have his ashes jetisoned into space. Upoun his death the rest of copious consumption imediatley left the field to prepare for the funeral by getting so high they could simply carry his urn up there...
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It was clear to anyone in the tunnel from the dressing rooms that Msrs Jagger & Rotten were not hungover, they were still off their fuckin tits. Anyone trying to make a home in an old trainer left from a previous visiting Ogre is no stranger to Mr Jack Daniels.
TTFN Tim, please make all my players inevitably joining you very soon welcome.”