I lost my job making glass eyes for merry-go-round horses back in my youth. I decided to become a mercenary commando soldier, you know, hired gun, but unwisely chose the Salvation Army as my outfit. I never got to kill anybody, and I've got tinnitus in my right ear from the bell now.
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Mens' rugby = bodies smeared with mud.
Women's rugby = bodies smeared with hot oil.
Which team do you want to play with?
Why do I have to repeat that?
Sadly, that's not how it was when I was playing.
Maybe not. But if it were, I'd watch a lot more woman's rugby.
Thank you for this valuable lesson. The world needs to know about this often mis-understood sport.
I need more informaion on the uniforms. I didn't see any padding at all.
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