Declaration of love

I've been living the 'pash & dash' lifestyle at the moment, but I have a confession. Actually, two confessions. But they are interconnected. And quite possibly public announcements. It's cheaper for me to put them here, than to take out a public notice in the Herald Sun. As you will see.

Firstly. I am in love. In Love. In Love. In Love. I have not felt this way since, well, since Tony Lockett retired. And the object of my affection?



Here he is on his way to our first date:



Here he is cooling off after our first date:


'Cos, I am like, so HOTT and all that.

Here he is going about his business:



He has lots of mancandy friends for me to pick from for the Tart:



Never have I felt this way about a footballer since the great man the first football god, retired.

Now, for my second declaration. I have vowed that the first man that proposes to me with 100 of these:

will win my heart.

So now, I've everything crossed for the following:
* The love of my life to google himself & happen upon this post
* The love of my life NOT to come to the conclusion that I am a stalker
* The availability of in brisbane
* The love of my life's *ahem* agreeance to all of this

So stay tuned for his comeback match when in Round 6 when he & his mates take on they of the spikey blonde hair brigade and keep your eye out for some pink ballons!!!