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RUGBYYY!
Hey, currently working on a rugby blog! please check it out!
https://saturdaysarugbydayy.wordpress.com/
As duas criaturas do Ascenderê! #rugby #rugbygram #rugbypic #terceirotempo #rugbysongs #cheers #saúde
A ToastTo The Ladies
(Toast)
Here's to the breezes that blow through the treeses
That lifts the girls' chemises above their kneeses
To show us what pleases, and teases, and squeezes
And gives us venereal diseases, By Jesus!
Toast To Madge
(Toast)
("Madge" is replaced by the name of the woman you want to honor.)
Here's to Madge, that filthy bitch
Whose cunt is lined with seven year itch
Green matter oozes between her toes
Filthy corruption flows through her nose.
Yet before I climb those scaly thighs
And suck those crusty tits
I'd rather drink a quart of buzzard's piss
And swim the River Shits.
Oh cunt, oh cunt, thy deep and bottomless ])it
All matted with hair and covered with shit
Like a pole cat's ass that smellest so bad
Oh cunt, oh cunt, thou must be had.
A Toast To Beer
(Toast)
If I had a dog that could piss this stuff
And I was sure that dog could piss enough
I'd tie his head to the foot of my bed
And such his dick 'til we both dropped dead.
A Song About Turds
CHORUS: Toorala, Tooralay,
A rolling stone gathers no moss so they say;
Sing along with the birds
It's a beautiful song but it's all about turds.
There was an old lady who lived on West Street,
And she was all stopped up from too much to eat,
So she swallowed some pills without reading the box,
And the first thing she knew turds came flying like rocks.
She ran to the window and stuck out her ass,
Just as she did a young cowboy did pass,
He turned to the sound that he heard up on high,
And a bloody great turd hit him right in the eye.
He ran to the east and he ran to the west,
A bloody great turd hit him right in the chest.
He ran to the north and he ran to the south,
Another great turd hit him right in the mouth.
If ever you pass o'er the Flat River Bridge,
And see a young cowboy asleep on the ridge,
Just stop by the roadside and pray for a bit,
Drop a tear for a cowboy who is buried in shit.
As I Was Walking
As I was walking through the woods,
I screwed myself, I knew I would,
I cried for help but no help came
And so I screwed myself again.
As I was walking through St. Paul's
The curate grabbed me by the balls,
I cried for help but no help came
And so he grabbed my balls again.
A Rugby Toast
(Toast)
Here's to America,
Land of the puss.
Where one in the hand,
Is worth two in the bush.
But the girls all say,
If you can make it stand,
A push in the bush is worth two in the hand!