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This is a biased look at Rugby (from a Gamma point of view...hence the fuschia) and I make no apologies for that. Go The Wallabies! Go The Brumbies!...and ouch...Stephen Larkham...

...and The 2006 Rugby Medal for Excellence goes to....

December 9th 2006 06:55
George Gregan!!!!

And you thought I was going to say me.

What I will say...is that I got it right. Again.
Sigh....I'm good.

from www.sportal.com.au

"Wallabies skipper George Gregan has won his third Rugby Medal for Excellence.

Gregan, winner in 2001 and 2004, was presented with the award at a luncheon in Sydney on Friday.

It took 50 votes for Gregan to take the award from Waratahs hooker Adam Freier (40 votes) and Reds flanker David Croft and Brumbies centre Stirling Mortlock (both 29).
"


Decision is based on...

"...excellence both on and off the field in the areas of performance, leadership, consistency and discipline.

A player's contribution to charitable work, vocational skills and commitment to the development of the game is also considered.

Gregan, who has played a world record 127 Tests, is also the founder of the George Gregan Foundation that aims to raise funds for children's charities.

Gregan has also donated a large amount of memorabilia to schools and community groups.
"

Yayyyy...I am so happy for him.
Gregan is a Ruck Star. The tribe has spoken.
Go The Guv'ner!


See. Not a single reference to Stephen Larkham.
(This line is dedicated to my Caramella Angel)
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Comment by Andrea

December 9th 2006 08:45
You just had to get one in didn't you!!!

It's a hard habit to break ... I know.

I did hear, over the grapevine, that you actually blitzed the competition, my Golden Angel. Beat the lot of them.

Unfortunately you were disqualified for not actually turning up and playing in any game.

How could they do such a thing?

Have a lovely night.

Caramella

Comment by DuskDevi

December 10th 2006 22:52
Thank you my Caramella...yes...well...that may have been the problem.
Just between you and me though (shhh) they offered it to me but I did say "no, it wouldn't be fair..." and then I woke up.

Sigh...there's always next year...

Dusk

ps. not so hard to crack the habit after all....

Comment by Sisi

December 11th 2006 02:36
OMGOSH...this Can Can lingerie sales assistant called Kylie once told my friend and I that she was George Gregan's wife and she'd just had their second baby...she literally went on for half an hour about how they met, how happy their family was, etc...then later I saw something in the paper about George Gregan's chain of cafes and there was a photo in the paper of him and his wife Erica and guess what...ERICA WAS NOT KYLIE...it was soooo random...why would you lie about something like that!?

Comment by KylieW

December 11th 2006 03:44
Go George!!!

I never doubted for a moment that your prediction D.D!

And Sisi, that is just plain weird that someone would pretend to be George's wife??

Comment by Joe Blogg

December 11th 2006 08:18
Winning an award for excellence in rugby is like getting a star for writing neatly with a crayon.


Comment by DuskDevi

December 11th 2006 09:56
Hiya Sisi...

"...why would you lie about something like that!?"
Because you're (not you Sisi love, the Can Can Nut) a pathological liar with the potential to turn in to a sociopath and stalker?

I dunno. Just a guess.

Seriously...lawd...maybe the poor thing was having a Bad Head Day!

Thanks for coming by Sisi...have sent the Wayne Cooper Goddess Gown for you to view...

DuskDevi

Comment by DuskDevi

December 11th 2006 10:20
Hiya Kylie...

(sorry...double posting...but they've changed the system...don't feel guilty now...not that I ever did...twas always courtesy and respect for me, never the votes)

We're good aren't we KW?
You too said that Gregan had it in the bag.

Good to see you Kylie...I love that you visit me...

DD

Comment by Sisi

December 11th 2006 10:26
KylieW I know, when I found out I was like what the?!?!? My friend didn't believe me at first, she couldn't understand why someone would do that either...

DuskDevi that is an extremely plausible theory but a highly frightening one too...OMGOSH JUST CHECKED MY EMAIL...OMGOSHHHHHHH THAT DRESS!!! It looks amazing on you!

Comment by K.L. Almeroth

December 11th 2006 10:26

Hi My Girls,

I cannot pretend to even know what is going on in the rugby world...I'm sorry!!

(Am I exhiled from MOSTEST now???)

But I love reading all your stuff, DD. And the comments.

Your Sis,
K.L.

Comment by DuskDevi

December 11th 2006 11:06
Hello Joe...
Long time no CRASIO.

Hey...don't knock winning a Star for Writing Neatly With A Crayon...it's a major accomplishment...
oh Joe...they didn't give it to you did they?

It's ok.
Keep the crayons in the freezer next time...

Double D

Comment by DuskDevi

December 11th 2006 11:33
Hiya Sisi aka Queen Kong...and thank you!

Comment by DuskDevi

December 11th 2006 11:39
Hello my Cherry Angel...

Darlin'...you can't be exiled from MOSTEST...you're a founding member remember? (hey that rhymes...)

You're a Queenslander...you're supposed to love rugby!!

Oh well...I just love that you visit me anyway.

much MOSTEST UnLtd to you my sis

Dusk

Comment by JoshZ

December 11th 2006 11:49
You wuz robbed Dusk, you wuz robbed.

Comment by DuskDevi

December 11th 2006 12:03
JZ...my pal...where've you been???

And thank you...but there's always next year...or the next life...

Good to see you buddy.

Dusk

Comment by JoshZ

December 11th 2006 12:27
I've been in Brisbane, my older brother got married.

The hotel rates for internet use were absolutely criminal.

Great to be back Dusk, and great to see some friendly faces.

JZ.

Comment by Joe Blogg

December 12th 2006 09:33
It doesn't work Double D.
The tight fit is a problem but every time I shut the door to write something in private the little light goes off.

Comment by Sisi

December 12th 2006 12:41
My pleasure DuskDevi! I wish I had the hooters to pull off a dress like that...it's just not going to happen

Comment by David my David

December 14th 2006 10:21
Dusk,

I know very little about Rugby ...

I'm more into sensuality and sexuality ...

You keep visiting my site and posting sensual comments, so I thought I'd return the favour ...

If all Union players had arms and hands like the woman grippiing the ball in your Banner Title ...

I'd take up Union ...

Oh, by the way, I love the way your write ...

David ...

Comment by Homer Joyce

December 14th 2006 10:37
Dee-Vie (or however the fuck you pronounce your name),

This would have to be one of the most arrogant, pretentious and aloof Posts I have ever read on Orble (apart from ALL of your previous ones*).

Have a read of my blog and learn what humility is, and how to treat people in a non-condescending, non-patronising, and non-judgemental manner. (Also, pay particular attention to the first comment I ever posted on this wank, girlie ‘Jock in Socks Dr. Seuss’ blog of yours, if you are capable of focusing on anything*) You might learn something, although I doubt it. *

What makes you think anyone cares about Rugby League anyway?

(Oh fuck, I am in trouble now) …

I cannot wait to see how you respond to this …

Signed: Shit-Stirring Homer …

If I wrote ‘I worship the screen you write upon’ … would I save face?

Nup. I’m in deep shit, aren’t I?

Where’s that [delete] function when you need it?


Comment by DuskDevi

December 15th 2006 01:25
Hello David...

Well, for me Rugby is very sensual...all that tackling and scrummaging and rucking...would love to tackle, scrum and ruck Stephen Larkham...but that's another post, one not suitable for this PG rated blog...maybe yours?...

The woman gripping the ball in my banner title...thanks you for your kind words...

Always a pleasure David...

Dusk

Comment by DuskDevi

December 15th 2006 03:01
Hell-o Homer...my Treasure...darlin'...my sweet pal...you're such a prick of an ass...

Oops I meant...priceless asset.
To me.

It is through reading your posts that I have learned the Art of Humility.
I have tried to emulate your particular brand of non judgemental, non patronising, non condescending and oh so pleasant manner...I seem to have failed.

You are The Master.
What hope do I have, just a lowly slave, of ever being like you?
Obviously I have learned nothing.
If I was Irish...I'd say please take the 's' out of focus.
Then I might achieve a little bit of your greatness.

And this is how you pronounce 'Devi'...
devilish-vixen-and-if-I-asked-nicely-could-you-please-have-sex-with-yourself-preferably-while-traveling?

Sigh...I really don't expect you to know the difference between Rugby and league...all a bit out of yours really...Rugby is...nah...forget it...I respect you...I don't want to make you feel stupider... sorry...stupid.

Love you Homer Treasure...you're such a pleasure...

DuchessskillfulDeviant

Comment by Homer Joyce

December 15th 2006 09:39
Dusk, devilish-vixen-and-if-I-asked-nicely-could-you-please-have-sex-with-yourself-preferably-while-traveling?

I earnestly hope I pronounced your second-name correctly.

That printed verbiage and loquacity of yours in relation to how to pronounce Devi is so, so, so educational and enlightening. (Could someone turn the lights down? I’m being blinded by brilliance!) Thank you so much. I finally get the pronunciation of your name now. Um, wow. You must be super intelligent. I’m in awe of you. Overwhelmed. (How the fuck I’m going to finish this comment when all I can think of is adoring and worshipping you, is beyond me. I’ll do my best).

I get the impression you’re into loquacious spillage (wherever the spillage comes from). Is that loquacious verbiage above (the shit you wrote about how to pronounce Devi) your second name, middle name, or surname? Or … are you dyslexic? Is Dusk your second name? Middle name? End name? Or, maybe you were unnamed and just invented some Bollywood name for yourself to make a name for yourself? Using someone else’s name? Maybe you are dyslexic, and you are really Mrs Dusk (however the fuck you pronounce that). How do you pronounce the word Mrs? I’m an Aussie guy of Irish descent. I pronounce the word Mrs as ‘Missus’ in a non gender specific way, a non-sexist way. (I suppose I have to write that phonetically for you? It wouldn’t surprise me, since you’re a fucking stupid female). I say, ‘That’s my missus, or that’s the missus.’ My missus missus me. Perhaps I should say, ‘That’s my misses, because she misses the point?’

You are so full of verbiage and loquacity. So full of it. I’m so glad I’m not like you, and write simply and with brevity, rather than writing flowery verbiage. I am only writing this brief reply to you as a favour to you. Even writing briefly to you upsets me because during these moments of brevity I write unedited … The first moment of brevity is the one I love most. Oh fuck. Forget it … You wouldn’t understand anyway. If I write any more to you, this comment might extend into a comment that is neither brief in length nor depth. As to my magnanimity in replying to you. (which I am well aware of), I don’t expect you to suck my cock for it. I have a dog, and taught him to lick salt of sausages. Okay? Just be grateful that I graced your bullshit PG rated post with my presence. You can get on your knees and adore me, but don’t entertain thoughts of doing more than acts of adoration and worship, okay?

As to pronunciation. Pronunciation has relatively nothing to do with the written word (unless you read out loud to yourself like the intellectually-challenged do). Hmmm?

Being the cunning (multi) linguist you are, you would undoubtedly know that, anyway. Or would you? Hmmm?

I would prefer that you didn’t use prick and ass in the same sentence. I might go all anal on you.

(Anally-retentive that is). Don’t get all wet over the thought of being King Homer’s anal Queen. I do not fuck jocks in frocks in Dr Seuss boots, or hats or cat’s feathers, or their own feathers, or whatever, and certainly not up the arse. I fuck chicks out of frocks. On the reverse side of their arse. Okay? (I like nice family films that are rated PG, like your site about Larkham … and what a great rugby league player he is, only because you want him to fuck you. I also like other family films … but you don’t deserve to know what they are because you are so mean to me … you write words that hurt me … and almost make me stop being a real hard-core man who fucks women, and just accepts being a SNAG …

SNAG = Sausage. (Why does Homer Simpson like doughnuts? I like mussels, cockles, oysters and seafood).

Rugby Rucks and Rolls. What a wank, sperm, spoof, clit-tickle title. Rugby Rucks and Rolls? (excuse me while I vomit). Does it? Really? For Bogans it does. Private school bogans?

I am so going to get plastered for this post. But hey, I’m increasing your Karma. Or am I? I don’t have any Karma any more. I deleted my Karma. But, fuck Karma. What goes around comes around? That’s a song by Lenny Kravitz as far as I know, and has nothing to do with Eastern Mysticism. (I doubt you have ever heard of Lenny Kravitz. You’re ‘oh-so cultured’). What comes, comes. As to what doesn’t come? I say, get a new girlfriend. Get a fuck that does come and isn’t frigid. Say to her, ‘Are you gonna go my way?’ I’m sick of writing about what ‘Mama Said’ … Do you know why I’m writing this much? It’s my way of saying, ‘Fuck your post. I’ll write as briefly as I like.’

There will be enough people visiting your pathetic, arrogant blog who will ask that. I’ve never read a post of yours that wasn’t arrogant or full of crap (or full of both).

How the fuck anyone reads this post is beyond me. People who post comments on it are complete fuckwads. I ignore this blog completely. Ignore it. I want nothing to do with it. I refuse to even comment on it. A chick into balls, and into Thugby? Wow! Giggle, giggle.

Re: Anal. What do you expect me to do? Go all medieval on myself? (Thank you Quentin for the quote). How? With a strap-on? Pay someone to do it for me? Do an anti-Mrs.Bobbit, cut my penis off, and not shove it out the window?

You write that you have learned the Art of Humility by reading my posts. Excuse me all over the place. (source of quote: Cape Fear).

A humble person knows they are proud, and would never call themselves humble.

As to emulating me, there is a theological maxim. Certain things (including people) should be admired not imitated. Stop kidding yourself. Imitate me? Please! (and I don’t use exclamation marks lightly. Only heavily) Fuck I am funny. Give me a break. (How do I know all these things? And know for certainty that you are incapable of imitating/emulating me? I am humble).

As to your non-Caucasian racist slurs on the country of my origin (Ireland), I can only assume that you are (in a Freudian way) expressing your sexual frustrations at never having had the delight of being fucked by a man of Irish descent in every orifice of your body (Oops … just gave away the Irish secret of how to make a woman happy). That is of no surprise to me. There are very few people who have my non-racist view on life, and would take my approach to multi-culturalism, as in, sample from every multi-cultural delight there is on offer from an Escort Agency. (I do hope the local Escort Agency hires an Icelandic woman soon, otherwise I will have to travel round the world in reality, rather than doing it in virtuality. There are a few other countries I haven’t sampled yet. Yet.).

Oh, and by the way, I really can’t be bothered responding to your posts … It’s a complete waste of time.

So don’t expect any lengthy replies. And don’t expect me to apologise for the brevity of this one. And now I have more pressing matters to attend to. I have to watch the grass grow and the paint dry.

Signed: Humble Homer …

Your treasure chest of anal-retentiveness. (Please do not interpret that as me saying you are full of shit either. I am so sick of people misinterpreting my words on Orble).

PS: Regardless of the disdain I hold you and your words in, being the humble man that I am, I will ask you a question or two. (After I finish masturbating over my own greatness and humility, and willingness to express my own humility in public).

Do you think that people on Orble take my words too seriously? Do you think there are women on Orble who fantasise about fucking me? Or me fucking them. Do you think there are women on Orble who do not realise how committed I am to one thing: My obsessive-compulsive-masturbation disorder? (OCMD).

Humble Homer.

(I wonder what I will think in the morning in the cold, sober light of day, after I have posted this?

Comment by DuskDevi

December 16th 2006 05:36
Homer Treasure...

What happened? The alien probe hurt this time huh?
Oh diddums...
It's okay.
Stick your head back up where it belongs and analyse yourself and all will be well.

I will try and answer your questions to the best of my inability;
1.
2.
3.
4.

Thank you for your short comment. I'm so glad you're not one of the "fuckwads" who comment on my site...Am also very glad you didn't waste your time.
Don't worry (and I know you won't because that would worry me if you did)...you didn't waste mine either.

You lost me at Dusk.

Always a pleasure my sweet pal...
You may need to get better lubricant and a bigger spoon.





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