OT: Current Affairs and Politics

[JokerEel]

Yeah, with the amount of criticism Dutton cops, anyone would think he'd been part of a government for the previous 12 years that didn't fix the issues when they had much more chance... oh, wait a minute?!

You know Labour aren't going to touch your special areas right?

 

[JokerEel]

Are we sure the coalition aren't still in power by how much a few people can't keep looking at them?

 

[The Silverdale Phantom]

You’ve all gone and scared my friend @Nutz off and he’d only just moved in!

 

[the phantom menace]

You know Labour aren't going to touch your special areas right?

No... they're going to touch them all wrong, wrong, wrong!!!

 

[JokerEel]

You’ve all gone and scared my friend @Nutz off and he’d only just moved in!

Poor guy

 

[Eelogical]

There was a no voter from Sydney.
Who desperately needed a kidney
He found it hard for a match,
So he placed an big ad
And along came a proud aborigine

“ I’ve got a voice at last”
said the man who was cast
Aside by the states and then federal.

“ To say sorry now mate, it’s a bit f**king late but I can see you’re in somewhat a peril”

Our Koori mate tried, but Sydney man died but he wrote on his gravestone the best

“ Im a pork chop you know, for the ignorance I’ve shown and I’m ashamed for not voting yes”

Inspired by Gary Gutful K.C

By the feel of this you've stayed way too long at the smoking ceremony.

 

[Twizzle]

Would you like me to sing to you Twizzle

f**k no

 

[The Silverdale Phantom]

By the feel of this you've stayed way too long at the smoking ceremony.

My forum brother @The Rosco would agree.

 

[The Silverdale Phantom]

f**k no

Because you like poetry!

 

[Gronk]

Satarist and Morgan have a good chat about Gaza.

Bassem says f**k once, so language warning.

 

[Gronk]

Man seriously I get he is a wanker but can you maybe less bias to Labour

It wasn’t a show about labor. It was the SBS post referendum show. Barnaby Joyce was sitting on the couch on the far left.

The conversation was organic and what happened, happened.

 

[Twizzle]

closest Barnaby has ever been to the left

 

[Gronk]

Y / N by polling booth.

 

[The Silverdale Phantom]

Satarist and Morgan have a good chat about Gaza.

Bassem says f**k once, so language warning.

Bassam is brilliant gronky, thanks.

Theres a language warning, but to me that’s pretty cute when 5 or 6000 innocent people have been slaughtered!

The madness continues.

Trust in your leaders…I don’t think so. This is where the far right libertarians and hard left marxists converge.

Don’t see many of those oil liberation folk about these days.

Maybe Tesla should be building electric leopard tanks, not that they can recharge in Gaza.

 

[Gary Gutful]

yeah - used to see him at Coles when I lived in the area
didn't care much for buttoning up his shirt

Or Pants from what I remember.

 

[JokerEel]

Latest:-

The US are launching an investigation into the hospital bombing.

I can’t see the FBI being welcomed on the ground, I was thinking with their high tech, radars,satellites and so forth, they’d be able to tell. Whether they tell us what happened who knows?

Other countries might have been able to track the alleged offending rocket too.

Reports say Biden desperately wants humanitarian corridor and aid brought in, just too timid to announce it.

Jordan dis-invites and cancels Biden to a key meeting, PLO refuse to go. A lot of people in The Middle East, their hatred of the us grows each day. Their governments remain under pressure to f**k the us off.

And watching America getting into the trouble is always good viewing for Russia and China.

Talks of secret ceasefire on the cards.

Still a thousand Israeli rockets a day flying into the strip. With that kind of volume, there was an ex pentagon official saying it’s hard to argue they are precision attacks.

Plus the ongoing hostage drama. Gotta feel for them.

Source: Al Jazeera.

Warning: Distressing Content below:

Parents have been filmed collecting their children’s body parts at and near the hospital and putting them in plastic bags.

What the flying f**k is going on?

Al Jazeera... Say no more..

They still are saying it was Israel without evidence.

Biden floating around is just comedy gold.

 

[Gary Gutful]

Would you like me to sing to you Twizzle

In a town not too far, lived a man known as Nutz,
With a heart full of loyalty, he cheered for the Tigers, no buts.
His team, hapless and struggling, they fought the good fight,
Nutz stood by their side, in the day and the night.

With a cap on his head and a scarf wrapped with pride,
He'd march to the stadium, with the Tigers by his side.
Their record might waver, their victories few,
But Nutz's devotion, forever true.

Yet Nutz was unique, in more ways than one,
For his quirks and odd habits, couldn't be outdone.
He chuckled at jokes, perhaps only he found,
And in crowded rooms, his laughs would resound.

A peculiar habit, it's hard to ignore,
He'd chuckle and giggle, then laugh even more,
At his very own scent, as it rose from his seat,
Nutz, an enigma, a character quite neat.

But beyond his quirks and his penchant for jest,
Nutz had a voice, he'd share with the rest.
His views were unpopular, to say the least,
In a world polarized, they caused quite the feast.

He'd stand on his soapbox, without hesitation,
Sharing beliefs that sparked much consternation.
Though people would scoff, and some would berate,
Nutz, unfazed, would continue to state.

For in this world of diverse opinions and dreams,
Nutz's perspective was more complex than it seems.
He loved his team, though they often did fall,
And in his unique way, he embraced it all.

So, here's to Nutz, the fan so true,
To the Tigers and his laughter, and his views askew.
In a world of oddities, he found his place,
A man named Nutz, in his own unique grace.

 

[Gary Gutful]

@Avenger

In the realm of certainty, there's a man named Avenger,
Overly self-assured, but his knowledge is slender.
He's a master of flip-flop, changing views on a whim,
Leaving everyone bewildered, unable to fathom him.

With an air of confidence, he blusters and boasts,
Yet beneath the bravado, his understanding's a ghost.
He claims Parramatta Eels are the team he adores,
But in secret, Cronulla Sharks, behind closed doors.

An enigma of passion, a paradox, it seems,
He calls for coach's sacking in his fiery dreams.
An angry Serbian, with fervor he shouts,
Mark McGuire as savior, he earnestly touts.

But his loyalty's fickle, his judgments unfair,
In this tumultuous journey, he's caught in a snare.
For Avenger, the paradox, who changes his line,
Leaves us all in wonder, in his world so undefined.

In the game of conviction, he's a puzzle to unfold,
A riddle wrapped in mystery, a story to be told.
As the Eels and Sharks play on in their glory,
Avenger's perplexing tale, a never-ending story.

 

[Gary Gutful]

@hineyrulz

In a corner of the city, where stories unfold,
Lives a man named Hineyrulz, in a world so cold.
He's a sailor of Kraken, on the high seas of night,
His lime scooter his vessel, in the pale moonlight.

He'd ride through the streets to Chardons Corner with glee,
A place where he thought his worth he'd decree.
With tales of his posts on 'League Unlimited' to share,
He sought admiration, but found an empty air.

The Kraken's embrace, it blurred his delight,
As he yearned for connections in the depths of the night.
But the patrons at Chardons, they scarcely gave heed,
To Hineyrulz's stories, his desperate need.

Alone and dejected, he'd mount his lime steed,
And ride to his house, in the darkness recede.
Desperation his companion, solitude his plight,
In the silent abyss of his own lonely night.

Hineyrulz, a man with tales untold,
Sought solace in liquor, in stories so bold.
But in the end, his scooter his only confidant,
In a world of disinterest, his lonely enchant.

 

[Gary Gutful]

@hindy111

In Mt. Druitt, there lived two mates so wild,
Hindy111 and Mik, always up for a smile.
A pair of true characters, known far and wide,
Their antics were known as quite the wild ride.

One sunny day, with a laugh and a jest,
Mik threw a lawnmower, a bizarre little test.
Over the fence it flew, an aerial delight,
Their neighbors bewildered, at the curious sight.

But deep in their hearts, they shared a sweet dream,
For a man named Royce Simmons, their secret esteem.
Crushing on him from near and afar,
They'd cheer him on, like the true footy stars.

Hindy111, known for his tokes and his greens,
Too much marijuana, in his hazy scenes.
He'd puff and he'd pass, in a clouded daze,
Convinced he was kin to Nathan Cleary, in peculiar ways.

Paranoia struck deep in Hindy's mind,
Claiming Cleary's blood, in a strange bind.
A family connection, oh, what a riddle,
A tale of two mates, on a hilarious middle.

So, in Mt. Druitt, where eccentricity thrives,
Hindy111 and Mik, with their oddball lives.
They smoked, they laughed, with their footy crush,
In a world of absurdity, their stories did gush.