fuck the past

Any Australian who wants to call Shane Warne can lick out my rim.

They can go fuck a cactus.

They can disappear up their own anuses.

They can die from a flesh eating disease they caught off some skanky ho they picked up drinking VB at a bar that plays golden oldies while the pokies spit out that annoying sound that makes me wanna kill people who want Warne back.

SHANE WARNE IS RETIRED

Say it with me kiddies.

The Australian team does not need to call Warne, Glenn McGrarth or Keith Miller.

It needs to play with the team it has, not pine about some ex girlfriend that used to give it the best head of its life while the current girl is struggling with the zipper.

What is this soft cock shit?

Australia doesn’t look back, it wins with the team it has, or it loses them, with the team it has (occasionally they draw them too).

It’s that simple.

If Warne wanted to be playing, he would be.

He did his bit, he came into a good team, and he helped it become number one and stay there.

Now the next crop need to do that.

Or they need to fail, and someone else needs to step up.

That is how it works.

So anyone who wants to call Warne can, they can call him, shit on his chest, use a glass dildo on him or rub baby turtles on his nipples, I don’t care.

But the team will go on without him, I would rather the team lost, than have it run back to past champions like whiny little bitches.www.cricketwithballs.com... Aussie Haiku straight to your box