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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



Tuesday 13 December 2011

Why Jeff Kennet needs a fucking good smack in the face... (sub-title: Someone just king hit that prick!)

King Prick of Cockface Mountain

For those who came in late... Jeff Kennett was a school bully with shitty marks who was picked for Officer Training (go figure...), got some delusions of grandeur about his leadership skills and went into politics. He became leader of the Victorian Liberal Party, and was eventually elected Premier. While in power his government cashed in by smashing apart the state's remaining public assets, creating unemployment (cos the Fed's deal with the dole bludgers anyways), decimating the power of the Auditor General and many of the Ombudsman's and promoting gambling

Friday 2 December 2011