From the April 2005 archive...
Ode to Michael and his extra face
Wednesday, 27 April 2005
Michael, Oh Michael your face is so large!
when I introduce you to skippy I'm afraid he might charge,
The extra face you possess is a sight to behold,
hopefully it doesn't drink as much beer as the first one....
You could become bankrupt. That would be bad. Although it would be interesting to see what happened in between times.
This entry is dedicated to my Brother Michael who has grown an extra face. Anyone who loves him or his extra face should write their comments below
What's that Skippy?
Monday, 25 April 2005
British people are trying to eat you? Down at the barbie?
This weekend we escaped to the land of trailer trash scum in Torquay, ate some indiginous animals and went surfing. It rocked. I am officially the British Surf Champion now, with the incredible distinctions of both being the sexiest thing in a wetsuit and being able to kneel on a surfbord for an amazing one second before falling off. Seb, our conflict facilitator, came with us and showed us some of his Ozzie ways. Also in attendance was Danger Baby TM, a baby so fearless he is taking the world by storm and his keeper Danger Mum, aka Sarah. The traditional box of alcoholic beverage was bought and much fun was had by all of us.
Tourist World
Sunday, 17 April 2005
At five past five this Friday I was released from the land of shitjob and returned to my natural habitat; Tourist World. Here is my report on my joyeous home coming and the terrors of shitjob land.
Champagne Lifestyle on Brown Ale Money
Tuesday, 5 April 2005
Last weekend we lived the dream and went on a winery tour. It was great.
