Tonight, at the Geelong Arena, the battle is on. This time it's personal...
The Tubbie People Coke Wrestling Federation presents an all new battle of the bulge and the kind of floppy awkward guy. Tonight it will be a question of 'who's thirstier?'
I know it looks like he's poised to pounce but I just don't think that The Crean want's it enough, and even if he managed to get it I don't think he'd be able to get the cap off. I think Beazley the Behemoth will pound his arse until... hang on... does anyone actually give a shit? Didn't think so. It's all kind of snoretastic, let's see if we can find something more interesting to talk about.
Hey, look... up in the sky... it's a bird... it's a really small plane... no, it's...
Flying high in the sky
Superkitty, Superkitty
Swiping a birds that fly by
Superkitty, Superkitty
With her superpowers of extreme sleepiness and ability to stare down her opponents, you dare not be bad!
Sworn to do battle against her arch nemesis, the Evil Chihuahua...
Superkitty, quick! Evil Chihuahua's got Tweetie! He has to be stopped!
"Unmouth that bird, Evil Chihuahua! Killing birds is my job!"
Zooooooom, CRASH! Boom. Kapow! Scratch. "Yeowch!" Scamper, scamper, scamper. "I'll get you next time Superkitty, next time." "Damn, he got away." Pshhhhhht, gulp, gulp, gulp.
Hmmm, well, that was kind of exciting.
Yep, I need a drink... and Chinese food.
You can email the Gold Logie winning Stilt-boy at jimjimbo75@yahoo.com.au
Go ahead, ask him a question... or offer him sexual favors, he'd like that...
