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2024-09-04 Napoleonic ©ode

2024-09-04          Napoleonic ©ode 

         

          Bla©k-mailed by the New Zealand All Blacks Rugby Club – who could not bring themselves to beat the host South African Springboks before during and after the 1995 ®ugby World Cup Final, brought to you as  we do by the force-feeding of the YouTube Algo®ithm (hooker please, oh wait, what ?, -id) and videed for an inordinate amount of time be©ause tied at full time and apparently we had ten minute overtimes back in the 20th – we watch instead as there are no tries scored in the match, only the two fly-halfs giving each other woodies and wetties by kicking only penalty kicks and drop goals morning noon and night because  ‘ b    o    r    I    n    g’, (y)our man Cin and his d®oogs would be after shouting from the sidelines before during and after videeing such / a match, the equivalent of a football game with no touchdowns, an Olympics with 100, 200 and 400 metere dashes / only because scrawny, a sundae without the cherry / on top, ‘never knew’, (y)our man Shane MacGowan and the Pogues slur it better in their version of the unofficial anthem of Australia, Waltzing Mathilda, ‘there were worse things / than dying’ -  (y)our man Cin the humble(d) narrator of (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoirs and Napoleoni© ©ode can barely now see the keyboard on (y)our (wo)man the(ir) work laptop Tosh, in order to hulk-smash away at the same because pitch / black, as he knew it would be up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here in The Beaches, woodies and wetties is all / we gots.

 

          Thank you for reading (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoires and boring .

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