G’day Rolls,
Cruising the old Netscape Navigator is like panning for gold. In your scouting about you come across plenty of mud, but occasionally, just occasionally, you stumble upon a nugget of gold that leaves a little trickle running down your inner thigh. Well, old son, it’s safe to say that I was squelching in my boots when I found this little rip-snorter. It’s the grouseness for so many reasons – a pre-teen Saturday night institution, Darrel ‘The Head’ Sommers in his prime and Wollongong’s finest export (after you and I, of course) fuzzing it up like it was 1996.
Prepare for a musical boner.
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