i find myself with time on my hands tonight, so i bring you a special christmas edition of slut of the week.
enjoy.
their names are halcyon and tassy pink and they are winners of the best christmas porn. yay for christmas, this is what baby jesus died for peeps.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
the BIG issue
let me start this by saying how much i appreciate some homeless people. to some degree they do make me appreciate what i have a little bit more.
recently, i have found myself working in the city, and have like many others have had several big issue people preaching their wares. i'm all up for making a living, heck, even baby moses had to fill up street lamps for a while there) but i hate people who don't know me come up and talking to me in the city. i hate it.
i have been fortunate to have a few good eggs however, there is a lady i sometiems see and she wished me a merry christmas and i returned the greeting, i see here every few days, always smiling and being polite.
the same can be said about the guy near parliament station, he wished everyone a good night and specialises in the 'goodnight ladies' and doesn't even make it sound dirty. they are the select nice few. then you get the creeps.
they just say 'big issue' and step in front of you, or force the magazine into your path. its only happened to me a few time but none the less it pisses me off. if i'm walking let me fucking walk, if i want the big issue i'll come to you.
but now this problem doesn't exist, i just pump my music all the way up and look straight ahead - works for those tin rattlers as well.
recently, i have found myself working in the city, and have like many others have had several big issue people preaching their wares. i'm all up for making a living, heck, even baby moses had to fill up street lamps for a while there) but i hate people who don't know me come up and talking to me in the city. i hate it.
i have been fortunate to have a few good eggs however, there is a lady i sometiems see and she wished me a merry christmas and i returned the greeting, i see here every few days, always smiling and being polite.
the same can be said about the guy near parliament station, he wished everyone a good night and specialises in the 'goodnight ladies' and doesn't even make it sound dirty. they are the select nice few. then you get the creeps.
they just say 'big issue' and step in front of you, or force the magazine into your path. its only happened to me a few time but none the less it pisses me off. if i'm walking let me fucking walk, if i want the big issue i'll come to you.
but now this problem doesn't exist, i just pump my music all the way up and look straight ahead - works for those tin rattlers as well.
no bang
while i may not be the first person to describe 'no bang', nor will i be the last, i am however the only person on this blog willing to explain it all to those who want to listen (that might be 2 people).
'no bang' has become a cultural revolution of gigantic proportions, those not currently using the phrase in their day to day life simply are ignorant and should probably be put to sleep, but moving on, 'no bang' is a term of endearment used to reflect the disappointment in (or about) a situation.
if something planned hasn't come to fruition then it was 'no bang'.
e.g. (q) how was your date last night?
(a) no bang
it is both simple and effective and fun for the whole family.
for more information about the 'no bang' revolution be sure to visit here.
'no bang' has become a cultural revolution of gigantic proportions, those not currently using the phrase in their day to day life simply are ignorant and should probably be put to sleep, but moving on, 'no bang' is a term of endearment used to reflect the disappointment in (or about) a situation.
if something planned hasn't come to fruition then it was 'no bang'.
e.g. (q) how was your date last night?
(a) no bang
it is both simple and effective and fun for the whole family.
for more information about the 'no bang' revolution be sure to visit here.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
slut of the week: ceiling cat
to start off my first episode of 'slut of the week' i could think of no one better than ceiling cat (http://www.ceilingcat.com).
ceiling cat is very wise and noble which helped him beat out others to be the very first slut of the week.
for more information about ceiling cats' achievements and that of his kin be sure to visit http://www.drinkalot.com/Pictures/1130/Ceiling_Cat.htm
ceiling cat is very wise and noble which helped him beat out others to be the very first slut of the week.
for more information about ceiling cats' achievements and that of his kin be sure to visit http://www.drinkalot.com/Pictures/1130/Ceiling_Cat.htm
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
now with added citrus
Monday, December 18, 2006
you know my name
so this post is just going to be a baby post, not like a baby moses baby post or anything, rather just a small one. yes. I find myself lately on the way to work playing that 'you know my name' song from the new bond film, especially around parliament station.
it makes me feel wicked cool because at anyone one moment, if i dare choose, i could totally open a can of whoop ass on anyone of those motherfuckers that walk past, and they would totally have to sit there and take it, because i would be bond. james, bond.
that and its a really good song, if you listen hard enough you can pretty much make out most of the casino references, some are easier than others.
oh, and for those of you not in the know, gwen stefani says 'wind it up', not 'one love'. note the giant key she winds people up with, note it well.
it makes me feel wicked cool because at anyone one moment, if i dare choose, i could totally open a can of whoop ass on anyone of those motherfuckers that walk past, and they would totally have to sit there and take it, because i would be bond. james, bond.
that and its a really good song, if you listen hard enough you can pretty much make out most of the casino references, some are easier than others.
oh, and for those of you not in the know, gwen stefani says 'wind it up', not 'one love'. note the giant key she winds people up with, note it well.
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