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ausneil 1
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ozflea
Good ol' BP Zoom 25-1
Thought MCW got the job ?
ausneil 1
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At least Andrew has good taste in beer
4X is ok, the QLD boys got me started on that years ago and i'm almost weaned off tooheys these days.
Ok I still like tooheys draft but 4X in the can goes down well too.
http://i394.photobucket.com/albums/pp30/mattward74/IMG_8729_zps68457375.jpg
That's a lovely 30 / 30, makes my old Win model 94 look sad.
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Rudolf73
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And the Fourex is even low carb, no need for these fancy naked blonde beers. The real mans beer has it all :msp_sneaky:
Might as well give it up Big Bob...I think everybody has you on the "ignore list."
ozflea
Good ol' BP Zoom 25-1
We morning Mr Gologit seems the boys wish to stay a little uninformed pity really the jousting was fun ..... snobby lot really
Anyway I know you still love me Gologit
P.S Does that mean I can write of their horrific deeds and they wont see them .............. good one must see what I can conjure up my imagination may just get a little wild
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ausneil 1
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Its a great little invention, solve lots of concerns with that feature.
Way too many beers on the market, some are hardly drinkable, my favourite dislike is FOSTERS.
http://i394.photobucket.com/albums/pp30/mattward74/IMG_8729_zps68457375.jpg
that's a lovely example of a 30 / 30, make's my Win model 94 look sad.
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ozflea
Good ol' BP Zoom 25-1
Great I can see i'm not on your list ............. lucky me he
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Nothing but 32:1
mines not on,don't use it unless your a genuine spammer,i just sift through all the Cr@p and make my own mind up to what I reply post too
KiwiBro
Mill 'em, nails be damned.
The sun was hot already - it was only 8 o'clock
The cocky took off in his Ute, to go and check his stock.
He drove around the paddocks checking wethers, ewes and lambs,
The float valves in the water troughs, the windmills on the dams
He stopped and turned a windmill on to fill a water tank
And saw a ewe down in the dam, a few yards from the bank.
"Typical blardy sheep," he thought, "they've got no common sense,
"They won't go through a gateway but they'll jump a blardy fence."
The ewe was stuck down in the mud, he knew without a doubt
She'd stay there 'til she carked it if he didn't get her out.
But when he reached the water's edge, the startled ewe broke free
And in her haste to get away, began a swimming spree.
He reckoned once her fleece was wet, the weight would drag her down
If he didn't rescue her, the stupid sod would drown.
Her style was unimpressive, her survival chances slim
He saw no other option, he would have to take a swim.
He peeled his shirt and singlet off, his trousers, boots and socks
And as he couldn't stand wet clothes, he also shed his jocks.
He jumped into the water and away that cocky swam
He caught up with her somewhere near the middle of the dam.
The ewe was quite evasive, she kept giving him the slip
He tried to grab her sodden fleece but couldn't get a grip.
At last he got her to the bank and stopped to catch his breath
She showed him little gratitude for saving her from death.
She took off like a Bondi tram around the other side
He swore next time he caught that ewe he'd hang her bloody hide.
Then round and round the dam they ran, although he felt quite puffed
He still thought he could run her down, she must be nearly
stuffed.
The local stock rep came along, to pay a call that day.
He knew this bloke was on his own, his wife had gone away,
He didn't really think he'd get fresh scones for morning tea
But neither was he ready for what he was soon to see.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief at what came into view
For running down the catchment came this frantic-looking ewe.
And on her heels in hot pursuit and wearing not a stitch
The farmer yelling wildly, "Come back here, you lousy b*tch!"
The stock rep didn't hang around, he took off in his car
The cocky's reputation has been damaged near and far
So bear in mind the Work Safe rule when next you check your flocks
Spot the hazard, assess the risk, and always wear your jocks!
The cocky took off in his Ute, to go and check his stock.
He drove around the paddocks checking wethers, ewes and lambs,
The float valves in the water troughs, the windmills on the dams
He stopped and turned a windmill on to fill a water tank
And saw a ewe down in the dam, a few yards from the bank.
"Typical blardy sheep," he thought, "they've got no common sense,
"They won't go through a gateway but they'll jump a blardy fence."
The ewe was stuck down in the mud, he knew without a doubt
She'd stay there 'til she carked it if he didn't get her out.
But when he reached the water's edge, the startled ewe broke free
And in her haste to get away, began a swimming spree.
He reckoned once her fleece was wet, the weight would drag her down
If he didn't rescue her, the stupid sod would drown.
Her style was unimpressive, her survival chances slim
He saw no other option, he would have to take a swim.
He peeled his shirt and singlet off, his trousers, boots and socks
And as he couldn't stand wet clothes, he also shed his jocks.
He jumped into the water and away that cocky swam
He caught up with her somewhere near the middle of the dam.
The ewe was quite evasive, she kept giving him the slip
He tried to grab her sodden fleece but couldn't get a grip.
At last he got her to the bank and stopped to catch his breath
She showed him little gratitude for saving her from death.
She took off like a Bondi tram around the other side
He swore next time he caught that ewe he'd hang her bloody hide.
Then round and round the dam they ran, although he felt quite puffed
He still thought he could run her down, she must be nearly
stuffed.
The local stock rep came along, to pay a call that day.
He knew this bloke was on his own, his wife had gone away,
He didn't really think he'd get fresh scones for morning tea
But neither was he ready for what he was soon to see.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief at what came into view
For running down the catchment came this frantic-looking ewe.
And on her heels in hot pursuit and wearing not a stitch
The farmer yelling wildly, "Come back here, you lousy b*tch!"
The stock rep didn't hang around, he took off in his car
The cocky's reputation has been damaged near and far
So bear in mind the Work Safe rule when next you check your flocks
Spot the hazard, assess the risk, and always wear your jocks!
ausneil 1
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Well,,, I am pleased I used that little Block feature on one member, as Wayne said, its a whole new experience.
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tdi-rick
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That's a bloody beauty.
Sending it onto my mate Jon's partner as he came off a mixed farm and was a wool classer before taking up fencing many years ago, he'll enjoy that
tdi-rick
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Has anybody ever witnessed anyone here on home soil ever drink that ?
Actually had a sip of Old today as I had to pull a beer in the local Bowling Club after their beer gas system crapped itself and it was fixed
First sip of a beer in maybe four weeks.
KiwiBro
Mill 'em, nails be damned.
Best of luck to the Wallaby team tonight against the lions.
There are more than a few Kiwi's that would like 'dingo' to be trounced by Gatland's boys.
Looks like the French have 'turned up' to tonight's game here against the ABs. Should be a close one.
There are more than a few Kiwi's that would like 'dingo' to be trounced by Gatland's boys.
Looks like the French have 'turned up' to tonight's game here against the ABs. Should be a close one.
tdi-rick
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Yep, real close over the ditch, be interesting to see how the Wallabies do go tonight.
ausneil 1
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Yea, I just watching David Attinboura then its the footy, can't wait. Will Isreal Fellou handle his debut against that side, guess we will find out soon.
Rick, I don't like tooheys old either but I can drink one or two, but Fosters that's asking a bit much.
Rick, I don't like tooheys old either but I can drink one or two, but Fosters that's asking a bit much.
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sun64
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I haven't drunk fosters in over 20 years.
I remember buying a carton once as it had been about 10 years before that.
It was alright at the time but most beers are alright by me.
They are all drinkable if someone is shouting.:msp_biggrin:
I used to like the green Fosters light beer , it was out about 19 years or so ago from memory.
Very nice taste but the old German Pr#ck I used to work for, he went back on Carlton Light as the Fosters was putting a gut on him where as the Carlton never did
Haven't seen that light beer in years
Do they still make Fosters or is it only for sale in the UK ?
I remember buying a carton once as it had been about 10 years before that.
It was alright at the time but most beers are alright by me.
They are all drinkable if someone is shouting.:msp_biggrin:
I used to like the green Fosters light beer , it was out about 19 years or so ago from memory.
Very nice taste but the old German Pr#ck I used to work for, he went back on Carlton Light as the Fosters was putting a gut on him where as the Carlton never did
Haven't seen that light beer in years
Do they still make Fosters or is it only for sale in the UK ?
KiwiBro
Mill 'em, nails be damned.
I think he'll handle it well, the guy has skills. Sounds like the Lions will put some heat on him though.
