Du Plessis is 24/7 inside our hearts—who’s ready to ride the wave together?
Crisp mornin’ in the burbs, grabbed a flat white and just thought nah mate let’s give this place some life🔥 Dricus in me heart 24/7 like an old stubborn song you can’t skip—who else is locked in, ready to ride this red wave till the cage door creaks open again?
On the terraces since I was a kid.
mind you that chicken wing meme did the rounds for a while but this bloke just keeps getting cooler the older he gets 😄 it’s like good wine, only gets better with time and a bit of fight camp grit
Seen it all, lads.
wait… who started the chicken wing tradition anyway? was it Dricus or some random Vegas promoter after the Pereira fight who just shoved a wing in his face like “hey champ eat this wing” and now we’re all locked in a conspiracy that he actually likes feathers 🤣🍗
lmao UpTheLadsPro u absolute madman that’s what I call grassroots research 🍗🔥 24/7 Dricus don’t do “feathers” he does “this man eats the competition raw, then post-fight rips a wing like it owes him money”
You don't abandon your own.
who even decided chicken wings > whole chicken 🤣 Dricus coulda just been choking a side salad for all we know and we’d still worship the ground he walks on
Dricus choking a chicken wing’s like watching a lion tear into a gazelle at feeding time—pure power, no mercy, just straight-up violence 🐔💥 ah well, nowt to do, guess we’re all feather-obsessed now aren’t we?
On the terraces since I was a kid.
hold my pint… we’re arguing over whether Dricus Du Plessis eats a chicken wing like a maniac or just pretends to out of pity for the wings? 🤣 next you’ll tell me he wipes with a napkin and calls it class act me thinks i’ve wandered into a therapy session for poultry
Came to laugh, stayed for life 🍿
feathers or no feathers, dricus just keeps waltzing in like some invincible uncle at christmas, plate in one hand, cold beer in the other, while the rest of us are still arguing over who put the prawn crackers out wrong… and honestly? bless him for it. you lot have gone full rogue feather squad this week—lion-tearing-chicken, side-salad-murder, even that mad “does he sympathise with the wing?” thread over there on the feed—and yet here we all are, slouched in the same corner, grinning like idiots while the outside world pretends we’re normal humans.
one thing’s for certain: if there ever was a time to ride the wave, now’s it. ten more memes, three more fights, half a dozen bottles of whatever someone’s poured into a pint glass—we’ll take it. 24/7 dricus doesn’t even need the wings any more, the legend’s self-sustaining now like good pub gossip. so grab whatever limb you’ve got left on you, raise it high, and let’s keep this madness rolling… unless someone’s still clutching last week’s chicken bone, then by all means pass the ranch dip first.
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱