Rod Marsh Three Wet Pussy Shots Away From Claiming Shaun Marsh Is Actually His Son

Rod Marsh Three Wet Pussy Shots Away From Claiming Shaun Marsh Is Actually His Son

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Speaking candidly to friends inside the walls of Adelaidanese institution, Woolshed on Hindley, former cricketing great Rod Marsh is reportedly three shots away from claiming today’s Test Centurian Shaun Marsh as his own flesh and blood.

As Ian Chappell apparently cut shapes on the Level Two dance floor with a number of young admirers, Rod held court at the bar.

“Yeah, we’re related, mate,” said Rod.

“The little bastard is my son, it’s uncanny. We’re basically the same person. Young Shane [sic] even wields a willow like his old man. Dunno if he can crush tins like his papa bear, but,”

“Look, there’s Stuart MacGill over there looking at the wine list. He’s also a pescatarian now and said the squid was divine. What was I saying? Oh yeah, Doug Waters. Legend is he’s smoked almost 700 000 Winfields in his day. It’s bloody true I reckon. As the French say, ‘he’s a fucking lunatic’.'”

However, a representative from Cricket Australia was quick to try to take our reporter’s phone before explaining that Rod is not actually Shaun’s father.

Though the cricket official claimed to have snub nose .38 Detective Special in her clutch, she ultimately conceded that the journalistic integrity of The Advocate could not be compromised.

But for his troubles, our reporter was shot in the stomach near the disabled toilets by the gaming room for his troubles.

He’s expected to make a full recovery.

More to come.

 

 

 

 

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