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You big jessie!
Stand by your laurels, or Hayden will walk all over you (literally).. And noone wants to see that.
If I had a dream about Matthew Hayden, one that I could control, I’d be cutting his limbs off, with one of his own cooking knives, and adding it to one of his stupid fathead recipes.
As I never seem to be able to control my dreams, it’d probably happen the other way round, and I’d be cooking like a good un.
Bastard fathead, winning in our dreams too.
Suave, lets be honest, you’ve had at least one dream where you and Hayden are naked, their are oils, amyl nitrate and Antony and the Jonhsons are playing in the background. This is where your hatred stems from, hayden sex dreams.
Confession: I found this site by googling Matthew Hayden.
We’ve never known three comments evoke such a wide range of emotions in us in such a short span.
Uncle J, it was actually the Scissor Sisters, but you’re right, you mind reading aussie bastard!
Do you get taught how to do that at school, cos Matthew Hayden is constantly doing this to me too…
Miriam, are you a a secret Hayden fan?
No! This is no place for a secret Hayden fan! but I really can’t remember now what particular train of thought led me to google him.
Maybe you were possessed by the spirit of Hayden?
KC, I think your voodoo’s gone a bit awry — did you sacrifice the right kind of chicken?
Fear not, Mahinda. All is going to plan.
There’s a word you don’t normally associate with this website – ‘plan’.