… almost the width of Gatting
Yesterday on facebook, I promised that if Mitchy got a pile of wickets I’d say something nice about him and not make fun of that
ridiculous porn-star-esque lovely ‘tache.
Mitchell, you are … tall (?). Your tatts are in no way utterly stupid and that time you were out injured because of an infected tattoo was not even remotely funny. The Mitchy love girls can have their day of “Mitch isn’t just a pretty face”, although if I owned horses I’d been keeping them right away from those dodgy lasses.
Mitchell you … erm … well, you got 4 wickets. That was kind of nice.
For the love of Nate, can I stop now please?
Right, I’m off to shower inboiling hot bleach and then google image search Sexy Harris for a while.