Rugger Hugger


Oh yes. I’ve decided my new hobby is getting photos of me with international rugby players. Because rugby is amazing and lovely. And I have time on my hands. And also just because, that’s fucking why. Three constitutes the start of a collection, no?

Thusfar I have:

Gavin Hastings (circa 2002)

Brendan Cannon (circa 2009)

Nathan Sharpe (yesterday)

But what I really, really want, is me in a picture with this guy (who my sister Actually Knows) but preferably in my bed. Alone. With no camera. Look, we all have dreams. And sure those dreams might be fucking ludicrous and mental, like marrying one of the New Kids on The Block when I was 12 but that’s why they are called dreams and not Things That Could Actually Happen.

seanOh Sean Lamont, be still my beating heart.

 

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About ohhellwhatthehell

I like gin, mittens and otters, not necessarily in that order. Here's some stuff I felt like writing down when I'm not chained to a desk writing other things for a living. Please use caution when using this site; there may be sweary words, cute animals and general bullshit. Don't say I didn't fucking warn you.
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