Mr Fourex
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If our clubs were people at this party:
Tigers is the first dude to arrive, and the first to pass out stone drunk about 30 mins later. He will have many c**ks drawn on his face throughout the night. In the morning he will pretend he was in on the joke but will in fact cry in the car all the way home.
Brisbane would be the rich kid that everyone secretly hates. They are happy to have him buy all the booze but they would all love to be the one to punch him in the mouth.
The Cowboys would be the out of town hick that is a friend of a friend. He would stand around nursing his rumbo and not talk to anyone, then go back home and tell everyone how boring city folk are.
The Dragons would be the arrogant merkin that is tolerated only because he's been around for so long and was once a party animal. Now he just invited himself along and leers at the young chicks.
Manly wouldn't be invited and wouldn't come if they were.
Parramatta would be the annoying twat that wants to party on after everyone else has had enough. Parramatta deliberately arrives late, paces himself, and when everyone else crashes he's the one drawing c**ks on their faces and giggling to himself.
The Warriors would be the scary looking Maori bloke at the back that no one knows and everyone is unsure who invited him. He's actually a lovely bloke but no one talks to him all night.
The Titans are the seedy dealer.
Newcastle is his best customer. Newy will just dazedly dance alone all night, completely munted.
The Roosters are the bad drunk. He throws up into the punch, he smears shit all over the toilet wall, punches holes in the hall and passes out in the pool. f**k him, we won't invite that merkin next time.
Cronulla is this dude (in black):
The bloke in red is the Bulldogs. One of these chicks will press charges the next day. He will glass a merkin later in the night.
Penrith is a gatecrashing junkie scumbag f**k who only wants to steal something and scarper.
Raiders is that boring nerd that no one wants to talk to but everyone gets stuck with at some point in the night. Don't worry, he will be glassed by the Bulldogs later on.
Souths is the neighborhood's homeless old drunk who lies on his back on the footpath out the front singing wartime songs from the 40s. Everyone leaving the party gives him a good little kicking.
The Storm are the ratbag family next door who spends all night screaming at through the wall that it's too loud and eventually calls the cops.
