A Great Collection of Nonsense From a South Of The Border Guy

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Far away in time I was a rugby prop. Now that time has passed hairs are getting grayed, belly is larger and rounder, muscles are gone… but, although a little bit tired of many things, the spirit is here.

In an effort to continue pushing the scrum of life, I will devote some time to my thoughts here…. And excuse my English, please!

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  1. I wasn’t sure about the title but now having read the explanation I can say welcome. Those of us who were up front know the entire game collapses without the props.

  2. Bandobras… Thanks and welcome to my space you too!

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