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Oh, you poor darling, stumbling across this shite, um, site. Did someone send you...? Is Uncle Google unwell...?! Oh well, you're here now, so while you wait for another page to load feel free to tune into my brain as it explodes words all over the page... On a good day some may end up randomly coherent and somewhat meaningful... On an awesome day, I will just throw shit and see what sticks.


Your experience here will be greatly rewarded if you have a working knowledge of 'Survivor' (the understated, barely-known American reality show, not the ridiculous, be-mulleted band), 'Today' (Australian version avec Karl Stefanovic and co. [don't get me started, just watch the clip in my first post...]), 'Judge Judy' (again, wha...?), insomnia (not the Christopher Nolan film) and (last, but methinks most) decent music.


And it would possibly help if your literacy skills could keep up with my over-convoluted, ridiculously complicated (over-grammarised, I hear... and could be marred by totally invented wordicles...), tangent-laden sentences. Say what? Nothin... Just ignore me.


xxx



Sunday 6 November 2011

Hammer Time...


Bite me, Sal. (and see ya tonight!)

2 comments:

  1. Even though it isn't really real money, it is made up for with the impressive trolling value.

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  2. Why thank-you, Mr Conductor... (*hands over her ticket*) Appreciate your input, and thanks also for inspiring my next post... 'My Offline Poker Trolling T-shirt'... I mean really, why just fuck with people online...?

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