Man of the Moment.
Can someone please tell me what the fuck happened to Maradona ?
And I'm not just talking oh, so he's totally been a coke fiend for years; you'd be a little puffy if you'd been living the same lifestyle-type thing. The situation is out of control. Let's review in pictures.
'Let's see. I'm young, handsome, I've got the world at my feet and a big golden ball to kiss. I also have a thick and wavy head of hair. What could possibly go wrong?'
And what did go wrong? Because, you know, it's not like Maradona wasn't brimming with class:
'Annanother thing officer...heyyyy, whassthis pointy thing on my hand'
Rocking the Che-Meets-Gay look.
'Who here likes Erasure ? I be kicking mad cuts!'
No, the Maradona I'm referring to as OUT OF CONTROL is THIS ONE:
WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. THIS?
You know, I saw this picture yesterday and the first thing I thought of was this:
Shall we put them together? Yes please!
The scariest thing about this is that someone's beaten me to the punch:
Any explanations would be gratefully received.
996 days til the next election
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He's as fine a pick for death lotto as one could make.
When your claim to god status is so tainted by cheat/doping it's got to fuck you up a bit. Best football player EVER (except...) Also we know the 'hand of god' works in mysterious ways, all international match winning one moment then all smitey and vengeful the next.
Similar thing happened to my all time favourite cyclist Marco Pantani ('the little pirate') who was pilloried in the press after allegations that he was using EPO at the time of his magnificent Tour de France victory. He died, alone, last year after a big drug binge.
*chills*
look out for him in don jan de taco. coming soon to a cinema near you.
HOLY HELL!
I can only imagine, as a sort of tribute to the game that's given him his fame and fortune, that he's decided to become as round and leathery as the soccer balls he used to dribble. Of course, he's probably dribbling more now than ever before...
I don't want to be starting conspiracy theories or anything, but I think it's pretty safe to say that Maradona's decline in physical shape can be linked to Lleyton Hewitt's sudden buffness. I haven't worked out the nuts and bolts of the theory, but I think it involves a scenario similar to The Picture of Dorian Gray, and someone busting Maradona out of Bec Cartwright's attic.
You have such a keen and acute eye, Fitz.
*stands and applauds*
Who here likes Eurasure? Gold!
I once saw some rugby player peeing on the field, it was very funny. Obviously he figured that being in the middle of the field no-one could see, but the cameras focussed right in on him (they had an angle where his wilber wasn't quite visible)- I swear he was whistling, little stream firing off just past his knee.
In a sport where being tackled face-first into the ground is standard, that's pretty festy.
Oh and what do you mean you didn't see me at the pissup, I had a bright red monkey tee shirt on, I was unmissable! I tried to say hullo, but as always there was a queue =)
PS I assume you know, but your friend Gab who came to the BookBook drinks was in the Age yesterday (or was it Sat, i'm pretty discombobulated at the moment!).
Ah, Il Pirata's name was uttered so one just had to pop over for a look. WTF? Diego looks like he's been soaking the Yarra for the last fortnight.
And another thing, there's nothing wrong with Erasure. Currently listening to a collaboration they did with Sparks a few years back.
Ah yes, the Diego Maradonna who was an idol for my entire pseudoethnic year level in grade 3. Myself and two other guys loved him so much, even though our parents would never let us watch any international or local soccer matches for fear we might get ideas on how to burn down the school sporting facilities.
All we had were clippings of his prowess out of the paper from six months previous. I realise now that one good use for those would be to staple them together in a book of hard cardboard, and flick through watching him get fatter and fatter, or thinner depending on which way you flick in some rudimentary animation.
Did you find any other golden images of the man himself through Google Images?
What the fuck's going on with his lower right leg? Has he got 5 kilos taped to his shin?
...Double hot dog for later....
Somebody cut him open, the real Maradona must be in there somewhere.
Hey,It worked for Brando
pedazo de pelotudos
porque no se pintan la concha?
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