That and i remember when... fucking Wests were a blast! always last out the pub, Richie leading the souths crew back past the skiddy skid spot, more weed smoking and hard drinking than critiquing and fine dining. Object with his tyre aids from the east and the seminal launch of J mag.. shit and fear not. i have a feeling those days will return!
I think this needs a birthday party/bright times/fiddy memorial in the west drinks final destination to blow a smoke cloud over this shit fight and start from scratch.
This.