Wednesday, July 19, 2006
An Oldie. But, a Goodie.
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Thursday, July 06, 2006
I just assumed he did.
But He did not!
Apparently, God didn't make those little green apples in the summertime.
That being the case, well... who the f**k did?
Huh!!??
Apparently, God didn't make those little green apples in the summertime.
That being the case, well... who the f**k did?
Huh!!??
Monday, July 03, 2006
So Visualise This.
No no, it's ok, we use 's' not 'z' in words like this in this part of the world.
Right, so last Sunday - to escape the aftermath of an insanely demanding weekend (4 birthday parties) - I jump into the '79 SLC (7mpg) and take off on a totally random Sunday Drive.
Then I'm north of a town called Upper Hutt and spot a half-road I've never spotted before, and, what the hey, I take it. Then another. Then another. (Ok - so I never spotted the Members Only/No Admittance sign. My fault.)
Anyways, a long story short, I've driven straight into the private 'Kia Ora Sun Club' - ha! 'Sun' - a quaint old euphenism for a Nudist Club - and they were gathering en masse. Not a pretty sight to be honest - everything was a bit saggy and flabby.
To make matters worse - I stall. And I'm about 20 feet from a bunch of about 30 naked folk. And they are playing Leapfrog!
Chrissake!! Naked Leapfrog! Can you imagine?
Tell ya, just for a moment there, at a glance (one did not wish to stare, you understand?) it looked like a line-up of extremely short geriatrics - all with their teeth out.
Right, so last Sunday - to escape the aftermath of an insanely demanding weekend (4 birthday parties) - I jump into the '79 SLC (7mpg) and take off on a totally random Sunday Drive.
Then I'm north of a town called Upper Hutt and spot a half-road I've never spotted before, and, what the hey, I take it. Then another. Then another. (Ok - so I never spotted the Members Only/No Admittance sign. My fault.)
Anyways, a long story short, I've driven straight into the private 'Kia Ora Sun Club' - ha! 'Sun' - a quaint old euphenism for a Nudist Club - and they were gathering en masse. Not a pretty sight to be honest - everything was a bit saggy and flabby.
To make matters worse - I stall. And I'm about 20 feet from a bunch of about 30 naked folk. And they are playing Leapfrog!
Chrissake!! Naked Leapfrog! Can you imagine?
Tell ya, just for a moment there, at a glance (one did not wish to stare, you understand?) it looked like a line-up of extremely short geriatrics - all with their teeth out.
