tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post717640366542006250..comments2023-09-04T21:36:48.170+10:00Comments on The Site Formally Known As: New Year's ResolutionStubbadubhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05333188150383405691noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-16436811968825833292010-01-11T12:58:48.351+11:002010-01-11T12:58:48.351+11:00Apart from the cricket talk, Dess?
My photo of To...Apart from the cricket talk, Dess?<br /><br />My photo of Tony Abbott in his budgie smugglers seem to have got quite a few people all hot and bothered.<br /><br />I don't think it was lust, tho'.Ramon Insertnameherehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07367002511826523517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-41682515438652953562010-01-11T12:54:17.864+11:002010-01-11T12:54:17.864+11:00Mmmm, limoncello. Anything else?Mmmm, limoncello. Anything else?Descihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01291564765612453046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-67539784693108581672010-01-09T15:16:20.065+11:002010-01-09T15:16:20.065+11:00What else have I missed that's been buried in ...<i>What else have I missed that's been buried in the comments over the last few months?!</i><br /><br />Melba's making limoncello.<br /><br />There's been some cricket talk.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03085054284790032962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-15424517335528611972010-01-09T14:28:42.472+11:002010-01-09T14:28:42.472+11:00Forgive me, I never have time to read the comments...Forgive me, I never have time to read the comments anymore:<br /><br />1. What happened to Obtuse-a?<br />2. What else have I missed that's been buried in the comments over the last few months?!Descihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01291564765612453046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-6045077868960763392010-01-07T16:15:59.965+11:002010-01-07T16:15:59.965+11:00She's in a room, distraught, exhausted, surrou...<i>She's in a room, distraught, exhausted, surrounded by cheap but hip art and the remnants of an affair. She's dressed to the hilt. She's alone. She doesn't know what to do next. Sums up my year.</i><br /><br />I assumed she faced the problem every woman faces in a hotel room in front of her own suitcase - discovering that she's got nothing to wear.<br /><br />Either that, or she bought too many shoes and now can't find a decent spot in her suitcase for the dildo.<br /><br />I mean, let's face it. We've ALL been there, haven't we?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03085054284790032962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-14690594116874895692010-01-06T11:26:28.483+11:002010-01-06T11:26:28.483+11:001. Get fit.
2. Work harder.
Your 2010 sounds fun...<i>1. Get fit.<br />2. Work harder. </i><br /><br />Your 2010 sounds fun, fun, fun<br /><br />Happy New Year, Perseysquibhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10744419106501810243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-86704115427583580172010-01-06T09:51:25.714+11:002010-01-06T09:51:25.714+11:00Of course he was right to bat
You may want to re-...<i>Of course he was right to bat</i><br /><br />You may want to re-think that, Pers.Ramon Insertnameherehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07367002511826523517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-57119366210298581262010-01-06T09:39:39.123+11:002010-01-06T09:39:39.123+11:00Cath... I said she's me, but a chick. She'...Cath... I said she's me, but a chick. She's in a room, distraught, exhausted, surrounded by cheap but hip art and the remnants of an affair. She's dressed to the hilt. She's alone. She doesn't know what to do next. Sums up my year.Perseushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11292281862441986618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-32684923651624753032010-01-06T09:07:56.633+11:002010-01-06T09:07:56.633+11:00You don't need a personal trainer.
1. Get up ...You don't need a personal trainer.<br /><br />1. Get up at 10 and have a nice fry-up and cup of tea for brekfast.<br /><br />2. Read the paper while having a ciggie.<br /><br />3. Lunch. Toasted cheese sandwich and it's after noon so why not have the first beer of the day.<br /><br />4. Watch the cricket or if it's not on - read.<br /><br />5. Dinner. Steak and a couple glasses of red.<br /><br />6. After dinner ciggies.<br /><br />7. It's been a full day, so why not wind down with a beer or three.<br /><br />Done and dusted.Ramon Insertnameherehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07367002511826523517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-67234915373151914982010-01-06T09:07:29.121+11:002010-01-06T09:07:29.121+11:00So if that woman in the photo is you.. how do you ...So if that woman in the photo is you.. how do you account for the huge dildo on the bed in the picture?<br /><br />Just asking...Cathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00947982822958330915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-26037085578247570422010-01-06T01:28:03.328+11:002010-01-06T01:28:03.328+11:00You don’t need a personal trainer.
1. Sign up fo...You don’t need a personal trainer. <br /><br />1. Sign up for a half marathon being held in a few months time. Make sure it’s expensive so you don’t pull out. <br />2. Every morning between your bed and the shower do as many pushups as you can. Aim to get to 100. <br />3. Run 3 times a week, as far as you can, going as slow as you can, listening to Creedence. <br />4. Eat whatever you want.<br />5. Do the half marathon. <br />6. Relax for the rest of the year.<br />5. Repeat every year.Dr. Golfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16665211860906482041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-62345619154792689402010-01-06T01:24:08.735+11:002010-01-06T01:24:08.735+11:00This comment has been removed by the author.Dr. Golfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16665211860906482041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-19961251481121295922010-01-05T20:50:16.266+11:002010-01-05T20:50:16.266+11:00Bruce, I saw "Rubbish Witchy - you looked spe...Bruce, I saw "Rubbish Witchy - you looked spectacular today."<br /><br />Went to respond about the puppies being out and reread your post.<br /><br />Apparently I can't handle the margaritas like I used to.<br /><br />Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to meeeeeeee.....<br /><br />Oh, and thanks Bruce. :-) xxxx<br /><br />For lunch too.<br /><br />Pers. Why weren't we invited?? While I have never heard your band, I count myself among your biggest fans because I'm a fan of YOU! (yeah, take that.)<br /><br />(no, I don't want to sleep with you, relax sunshine)WitchOnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09562967775567670188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-73506826307711344972010-01-05T18:39:17.066+11:002010-01-05T18:39:17.066+11:00Just the one, Lewd Bob.
Just the one.Just the one, Lewd Bob.<br /><br />Just the one.Perseushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11292281862441986618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-2700191380721844382010-01-05T18:30:44.524+11:002010-01-05T18:30:44.524+11:00I understand her. She's me, but a chick.
Do y...<em>I understand her. She's me, but a chick.</em><br /><br />Do you have a selection of dildos on your bed too?Lewd Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02482085817373911266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-54914598665790576312010-01-05T17:32:09.734+11:002010-01-05T17:32:09.734+11:00Rubbish Witchy - your boobs looked spectacular tod...Rubbish Witchy - your boobs looked spectacular today.<br /><br />It was a dumpling frenzy.Brucehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04726071539040610399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-26172225718209435752010-01-05T16:53:32.523+11:002010-01-05T16:53:32.523+11:00Ha! So you've come crawling back to us beggin...Ha! So you've come crawling back to us begging to have your love life scrutinised and assessed? Maybe we're not interested. Maybe we've moved on. Oh okay who am I kidding bring it on.<br /><br />My only question is regarding this fitness plan. Are you going to finance the personal trainer by doing the single most beneficial thing you can for your fitness . . giving up the durries?patchouligirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08347554818978381844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-44368990361512708892010-01-05T15:53:01.001+11:002010-01-05T15:53:01.001+11:00Oh he's gumbified. But they were both on drug...Oh he's gumbified. But they were both on drugs, and I said to him, "SG wants to have sex with you," (I made it up) and he said, "Okay," and then I told SG that I wasn't going to have sex with her but he wanted to have sex with her and she said, "Okay," (got over me quickly enough) and then she walked up to him and kissed him and away they went.<br /><br />Like I said, it was that sort of night.Perseushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11292281862441986618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-86167096192027545362010-01-05T15:25:39.669+11:002010-01-05T15:25:39.669+11:00Sounds interesting.
Meanwhile, I am posting my &#...Sounds interesting.<br /><br />Meanwhile, I am posting my 'Best of' CDs today. Expect them by end of week those that are expecting them at all.<br /><br />Of those who said they'd like one but haven't yet provided me with their address, do not expect one unless you provide me with your address.<br /><br /><br />Hang on! Your violinist got with a chick? But he's more gumbified than you!Lewd Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02482085817373911266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-46446489049776968782010-01-05T15:16:04.314+11:002010-01-05T15:16:04.314+11:00It was a band party. We played a gig in my front ...It was a band party. We played a gig in my front yard at 2pm. We invited out best fans down (she is one of them). We were supposed to play for an hour but the cops raided.<br /><br />Then there was an all night party, and half the town came along. I lost control of it. There was meant to be just my band (8) plus the 16 fans... that makes 24 people. I reckon there was 60 people in my house at 2am. There were drugs. People were crying. people were having sex. People danced and smashed things. Over 20 stayed in my house, sleeping on whatever floorspace they could find. At 6am, when I managed to seduce the girl and we found another girl in my bed who neither of us knew, it really didn't seem that odd. <br /><br />It was that kind of night. <br /><br />Suicide Girl has not calmed down at all. Aside from shagging my bandmate, she also threatened to stab two girls, and then announced she was going to the beach (at 4am) never to return. <br /><br />She returned though.Perseushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11292281862441986618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-17820789202710249682010-01-05T15:10:16.046+11:002010-01-05T15:10:16.046+11:00You invited Suicide Girl down to your party?
She ...You invited Suicide Girl down to your party?<br /><br />She must have calmed down a bit then.Ramon Insertnameherehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07367002511826523517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-29369671641643187892010-01-05T15:08:37.749+11:002010-01-05T15:08:37.749+11:00I can't ridicule you in public Wari.
I like...I can't ridicule you in public Wari. <br /><br />I like to ridicule myself anyway.<br /><br />Oh - forgot to mention, at my party (which was out of control) I walked in on my ex (Suicide Girl) having sex with the violin player from my band. I laughed and laughed.Perseushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11292281862441986618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-34534425088353801672010-01-05T15:01:23.606+11:002010-01-05T15:01:23.606+11:00Crap. It was a fucked idea to bat. The only time h...Crap. It was a fucked idea to bat. The only time he chooses to bat is when he doesn't force the follow on, and even then it's mostly a crap idea.<br /><br />Pers, email me. I have much material for which you can ridicule me. I'm silly I know, but maybe you need it.wari lasihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03510841562408680249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-69029097306084446222010-01-05T14:54:03.346+11:002010-01-05T14:54:03.346+11:00Sorry.Sorry.Ramon Insertnameherehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07367002511826523517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-70864947579087876422010-01-05T14:44:41.821+11:002010-01-05T14:44:41.821+11:00How dare you Ramon.
Of course he was right to bat...How dare you Ramon.<br /><br />Of course he was right to bat. Even Steve Waugh said so.Perseushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11292281862441986618noreply@blogger.com