Sunday, February 13, 2011

bungus the fogeyman



this blog met someone who looked a bit like him once, but only from behind.... twasnt a bogeyperson tho...in fact, it was a really sound person
does that make this blog evil?

Saturday, February 12, 2011

oi, muby-du, du one...

he's off then
old hosemi mubarak
after 30 years of being an utter cunt of a dictator tyrant wotnot
he's off
his regime stole, murdered, tortured, oppressed and the rest
it's looking like he made off with billions
and not egyptian pounds either
he was massively propped up by godblessamerica inc.
and underlings
who handed over gazillions of dollars
as they were scared stiffy that another islamic nut job sitch would happen
ie Iran
the only country they gave more too was Israel
and we all know what a rally top notch bunch of evil fuckers they are
now the barmy army is in control
will they recall how power hungry they truly are, and flip the bird and hang on to it?
will they sort out everyfing demokratic like?
or will the muslim brotherhood of backwards deluded hysterical lunatics get a taste of power
and then take the whole lot?
ie once again Iran republic of being oppressive religious arseholes
which would sark...
and now hopefully no matter what happens
egypt will stand up to the murderous israeli thugs
beh....
l'importante e' che non ce' piu!
evivva!


Sunday, February 06, 2011

of course it's about that...




I shit you not... "The lyrics of "Wooly Bully" were hard to understand, and some radio stations banned the song. The lyrics describe a conversation between "Hattie" and "Matty" concerning the American Bison and the desirability of developing dancing skills."

Saturday, February 05, 2011

altered bisturi

he
was going to write a novel
she
was going to fly the range
he
told the tale of the ducklings
she
saw it all in a dream
he
spoke only lies and half-truths
she
stopped counting after the 17th
he
fastened the rigging
she
managed to sell the shares
they
were overcome by the setting sun
we
knew why they did it, but couldn't say
it
was a slightly melancholy farce

which

he
sold down the river
only to find that
she
had known only providence
they
never saw the pyramids
but
we huddled by the gate of the sun
as
he
slipped slowly into the night
and
she
ascended gently towards Orion
leaving
it
silent and desolate under the stars
...

Friday, February 04, 2011

las voces se acercan

hay siempre unas voces
no siempres las mismas
no soy loco!
ahora hay dos
un hombre con voz muy profundo
y una mujer con voz muy dulce
la mayoria del tiempo los entiendo
pero unas veces no
y cuando creo que si, estoy acostumbrado a esos dos
llegan otras!
parecen lejanas
cuentan historias de ocurimientos extranas
pero con un enye
que pasen en un otro mundo
a personas que no conozco y nunca los conocere'
son fantasmas?
son mensajes desde el espacio?
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!


Tuesday, February 01, 2011

fair suck of the ol' sauce bottle mate


australian 'fair go' at its sporting best.. 30 years ago today...
best summed up by comment no.3 ''Cheating Aussie Cunt'