Yeah. Exactly. Or as the kids say, ‘word’ 💜

What an absolute steaming pile of shit

I’m going with both 💜

There’s no such thing as a dirty hooker. That was my point. I’m sorry if you chose to see this as me attacking other women or whatever.

To sum up, sportsmen who are treated like heroes will always have their defenders even though they might be arseholes.

On the other hand, woe betide you if you are a hooker…or just a woman who some bloke doesn’t like.

Yeah I had to break up my comments but if you’d like
to read the rest of my post I do believe we might agree.

I’m sorry you did 💜

Also if I had been a hooker that’s up to me and they can still get fucked. Because I’d rather be a hooker than an entitled male twat who thinks women aren’t worth their time even though, actually, male twats aren’t worth our time

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I used to love sport passionately.

But there’s a reason why they say ‘never meet your heroes’

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Ah, “the list of men I didn’t complain about because no one would have given a single shit” is indeed a long one.
Having worked in a world before sexual harassment laws, mine includes multiple bosses and more colleagues than I care to recall. 🤢🤢
Solidarity.

Next time I come up I reckon we should catch up. I have tons of advice for you living up there 😂💜

Yeah, growing up there was quite something. When I moved to Hobart and then Melbourne it was like the entire universe opened up. I moved back when Jim Bacon was premier and welcoming Kosovo refugees. I feel like we’ve only moved backwards since then.

Possibly why I moved to Hobart when I moved back here. Not that Hobart is all that much better but it’s not quite as bad. Yuck indeed.

Yes, having grown up on the west Tamar this doesn’t surprise me. I was blocked by an old school friend on our old school Facebook group because I don’t hate Muslim people. Tassie is a weird place with a lot to offer. Quite the conundrum.

Welcome to Tasmania 😂💜

Sorry, meant to link to this..

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