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Like ordering a rare steak in a Chinese restaurant, on Friday night the Cats look underdone and the Dogs tough. Further rumour of the Hawks demise will be rubbished over the next six weeks when they flog six very ordinary teams — then everyone will be talking them up again, and Bruce and Dennis will be blowing smoke up two blokes arses. The Pies travel out of Melbourne about as often as Eddie goes to the gym, but this week they made their way to the city of missing teeth — Adelaide. The second angry Scott featured in the Roos v Lions clash, brimming with ferocity, which needless to say is hilarious on a proper little person. Voss patted his little ginger minions on the back and lamented deciding to be a coach. With Personality Lyon in charge there was very little to get excited about this year — even high on coke — Freo have notched 12 goals in two outings, less than ugliest gay bloke ever after his outing.
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Besides these honest folks at the Hall whose simplicity and sweet rural purity surely show the advantage of a country life over a town one , we must introduce the reader to their relatives and neighbours at the Rectory, Bute Crawley and his wife. Познакомив читателя с честными обитателями замка чья простота и милая сельская чистота нравов, несомненно, свидетельствуют о преимуществе деревенской жизни перед городской , мы должны представить ему также их родственников и соседей из пасторского дома - Бьюта Кроули и его жену. The Reverend Bute Crawley was a tall, stately, jolly, shovel-hatted man, far more popular in his county than the Baronet his brother. At college he pulled stroke-oar in the Christchurch boat, and had thrashed all the best bruisers of the "town. You might see his bay mare and gig-lamps a score of miles away from his Rectory House, whenever there was any dinner-party at Fuddleston, or at Roxby, or at Wapshot Hall, or at the great lords of the county, with all of whom he was intimate.