Wednesday 27 April 2011

On yer bike ROYALTY, there's a FOOTY GAME to be played.

After hearing that there is some kind of conflict on friday night that is leading to relationship issues, I suggest the following Question needs to be sorted PRIOR to any future contract negotiations between potential partners...

"A game of football is going to be played which involves your partners team, and your partner only gets one chance to see them play for the year.  They are coming off the back of a lucky ump-led victory against a better team, and are playing on a beautiful balmy friday night at the SCG.  Ahhh the SCG - it does fairly twinkle in the twilight.  At the same time, an historical anomoly of a family is betrothing their eldest sprog - a future King in a land far away.  This betrothal will have zero impact on your life, as by the time he gets to take over, even the land he rules will have routed the family, but it will probably result in endless full page spreads in the Womans Weekly and New Idea.  Assuming your partners name is not David Cassell, and therefore he wouldn't show up anyway because he is a lame-ass supporter of his supposed team, do you (a) say 'no, can't do it, you will have to go alone', or do you (b) go along dutifully, enjoy a cuppla VB's, an overpriced Villi's Pie and chips, and marvel at the number of free kicks C Judd racks up in such a short period of time."

I think we know what the answer should be...

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