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haha oh my god was that seriously sent to you?? That is the greatest letter of all time!
We found it on my mates front door the night after.
Shenanigans were had.
haha oh my god was that seriously sent to you?? That is the greatest letter of all time!
Oh, and more importantly, Crocodile Dundee is on TV!!
Just applied for a couple of jobs. One had 11 positions going in the field I worked in before being made redundant.. *fingers cross*
And Fevola did not hold back as he simulated sex for the cameras, puckered up for some unsuspecting WAGs and bystanders, and swore black and blue while interviewing players and guests.
Fevola admitted this morning he couldn't remember anything from Monday night from towards the end of the medal count.....
Holding a fist full of notes, Fevola then tried to pay a waiter more than $500 for giving him free alcohol.
"Just keep it," Twigley said to the confused waiter as she tried to steady Fevola. Even stern and heavily pregnant on-again-off-again wife Alex could not calm down the wobbly Blues player.
"Brendan, I'm telling you, stop drinking," Alex said.
"But I just did Street Talk," Fevola slurred.
"Oh yeah, that went really well," Alex said.
Fevola was seen on the balcony at the River Room, where the after-party was held, smoking cigarettes in the rain and vomiting.
Crown security kept a strict eye on him as he slapped players in the face, only to then passionately hug and kiss them.
"I love you man," Fevola said while embracing team mate Marc Murphy.
"I really, really love you."
As the party finished and the music died, Fevola took to the stage and sang DJ Otzis cover Hey! Baby acappella style to an amused crowd.
At 3:15am, security asked him to leave, but he tussled and swore with guards, before his Carlton teammates ushered him out the door.
Hearing about Brendon Fevola's antics at the Brownlow medal the other night...
Hearing about Brendon Fevola's antics at the Brownlow medal the other night...
He's a dickhead, he asked for my best friends number when she was working behind a bar. At a pub. A very bogan pub. Footballers think their shit doesn't stink. And i never thought i would find a opportunity to use that saying...