Hankie Pankie

Snot really clothing but I'm going to tag it that way. I like to think that someone lost it on the way to the a dance so they could boogie. What did the hankie say about the nuclear powered nose? He's going to Mucus (Muke us) Geddit?

If you can think of any other booger gags you're more than welcome to add it.

As I said it's not clothing unless you're a baby or a really poor hooker, but let's pretend so I don't need to reorder the tag system.

Little Leung Explosion

For some reason, last night between 9:30pm and 11:00pm there were 40 google searches from Australia for Little Leung that directed people to RWOC. If you were responsible for one and you're back here for some reason, could you please reply in the comments section. I'm intrigued as to why it happened.

I don't understand this intrawebz, I don't understand it at all...

I Know Where It's At!

Epping Town Hall, that's where it's at. If you weren't there last Saturday, you missed out on this.



It's a sign which promises adventure and whispers of exciting things yet to come. It's Old Time, Modern and Scottish. It's all three! Can it get any better? Yes it can! If you're a club dressed student you can get in for $1. Dust off my bag pipe and stuff my kilt full of haggis, I'm there.

You can even dance with this old Scottish shagger.



Epping Town Hall. Scottish Saturdays. Be there, be there, BE THERE!

Form Plate.

This was at our local Sushi place today. The only way the could've fuct this up more is if they called it a prate.



Those whacky asians. When will they learn?

Self Bag Wash

In case you need to wash your scrotum some where, this is the place.



Looks like this guy is getting ready for it now.



Squeaky clean bag good enough to eat off.

The Road is Long

With a lot of road work going on.



I hope this is over soon. For your sake more than mine.

Pauline Hanson Nude!

I never thought this day would come. Pauline is nude! You can buy your fish and chips from her store, get her to wrap her fried treats in news print of her naked treats and then have "personal time" with the newspaper afterwards. I am not searching for these photo's but I will link to the Telegraph here.

There. Now I think I've typed just enough so if someone searches for it and finds my blog they won't realise that my real intention is to keep tabs on the sick fucks that are trying to google this shit. She's a red head! Ginger Minger! Ewww gross! Why do you want to see that shiz? You sir or madam if you've read this far are no better than the people looking up Little Leung and Sexzap. I still don't actually know what the last one is either.

Maybe I should make up a new term like frigpot, create a post about it and see if anyone tries to search for it.

*UPDATE*

I just learned you can follow this fine piece of poon on Twitter here.
Twitter? More like TITter. Ha. Oh Cashman, how you amuse me.

Online Meltdown Cont

Well it took 45 days but the second installment of online meltdown is here.

After closing down accounts and vowing to never return our forum friend made a new account over the weekend just in time for the footy season. The welcome was not that warm. In fact it was a bit nasty. It lead to a mass sms and the thing is, I didn't even have anything to do with it. For serious. Here it is.

“I knw uve all gone & prejudged me and made sum little pact 2 neva talk 2 me.its a shame u can be so niave in ur thinking.ur treatment in d forum is also disgusting. Wat a way 2 welcum ppl or 2 even start a clean slate. Poor form frm all of u”

As funny as it is, it’s also kind of sad. There’s an interesting article on SMH today about online gaming that references online addiction. It says

“Other studies have indicated that people who spend a lot of time online in activities such as web surfing, email and chat rooms are often motivated by loneliness, depression and anxiety,”

Sound familiar much?

No I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about them...

Smart Casual Support Gig

So I got through my 4th night of comedy with flying colours. Marissa and her parents came along so there was added pressure but I think they enjoyed it. It was a pretty surreal night. It was at the Roxbury and it was the downstairs stage which I was at last October here. My mate Michael asked if I wanted to be a part of it and I thought that's a pretty good offer so why not. It was a fund raiser for fellow comics Julia Clark and Smart Casual, the latter happen to be a musical comedy duo who got through to the national finals of Raw last year and are quite funny understandably.

Julia was MC and did a stellar job considering the upstairs noise. Fukn drunks. I went first and did well, I perhaps punned to much but what can you do? Not pun as much. Good suggestion and I'll carry on.

Anyways, for a night of comedy, only Michael and I were straight stand up acts. The rest was a smorgasboard of comedy which was quite excellent really. To close the first bit was Drew Fairleigh, an interpretative dancer who likes the Eagles, Carnovale & Culp who are bizarre good and Smart Casual who were impressive as always. What I enjoyed about their act last night is they have a funny and straight man persona, much like the Blues Brothers in Jake and Elwood I guess but last night the straight man in Ben torched Nick. It was an awesome if somewhat unintentional reversal.

Fuck...I've just read all that crap. What a lot of self indulgent tripe. Better hit publish...

As a bonus here's Smart Casual's Raw National Final gig from last year.

New Jersey

I got my new Warriors jersey today. I plan on wearing it while I sit on the couch with my short shorts and footy while I watch the Warriors. It's on in half an hour and boy am I excited. I'll take a photo perhaps. Go look it up yourself actually, what am I, your jersey bitch? Fuck.