“Bengt Bruiser was buzzing, bashing and bruising in what would be his last game. The tough Saurus was the heart and soul of the club. When he was knocked into the crowd in the final moments it was pouring down with rain - there was no second chance. The team walked into the change rooms with there heads down. Although they had won on the day they were devastated that their General was gone. So they decided to disband after a night of beer and having their way with all the cheerleaders, each player/each cheerleader.”
“Aye, that Bruiser was all overz uz. Nought dat de brave lads could do to stop im. In da end, wey needed de crowds help. We is to work harder nowz, so no freakz can bulliz us againz.”
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