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Smith: “And then I told Shiel I’ll let him win the Crichton medal next year.”
Smith: I told him we’ll let him win the Crichton, but we’ll just give him some nothing award like Most Improved.
Myers: Hahaha… wait, what?
“And then they didn’t match the bid”
" and then he took a 2 million dollar pay cut NOT to play for them"
“And then they offered him black caviar. Dylan thought he was getting a race horse, but all they gave him were some fish eggs on toast. Fark Carlton, he said.”
Smith: I was the one who told Green that joke, then the silly prick filmed himself retelling it.
Smith: Every time I do these fart noises with my hands Marty cacks himself.
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Myers: “Yep! From here all the way down to his sock…”
Why don’t you sit right back
And I, I may tell you, a tale
A tale of three little pigs,
And a BIG. BAD. WOLF
Devon: GWS used to pray to play in a grand final, I finally feel its real now!
David: I’m going to play every game this season.