Big life stuff

Cubic poo. Who doesn't want cubic poo on their land?
Wombats are one of the very best things about Australia (and there are many).

Wombats are make-believe, like elves, gremlins, and Eskimos.

Me. I don't want cubic poo on my land. I don't want any shape poo on my land.

Nor me, I have enough cat poo nearly every day.

Pussies!

Chicago: Cat Man

Noodle, to help you settle in I've written you an advert for the Safeway community notices board:

"New to area seeks 3 Bruces for Saturday morning golf and VBs. Nooooo Sheilas!!!"

Cheers cobber. There’s a Men’s Shed at the end of the road, I’ll pop it up in there too.

Sorry. I love sterotypical Australian culture.

I promise a complete armistice if you get a ute. You should be able to pick one up for 900 dollery doos.

Fair dinkum...

In an entirely predictable fashion, after living the single life for a month it's clear that I have regressed to being 22 again. I've had more nights out, drugs and sex in the last month than I had in the previous two years.

It's terrific fun but I should probably rein it in a bit now.

Not before you buy another TVR!

The last thing I want or need is to be spending money on another car. I live downtown in a big city and I drink prodigious, I begrudge owning the one I already have. I don't want to drive anywhere.

I largely stayed out of your life thread a few weeks back because I figured my advice probably wouldn’t be a good idea and even in jest it probably wouldn’t be funny.

Anyway, you’re 100% doing what I wanted to suggest. Good for you, go easy on the nose-candy though.

Motion seconded.

I think that Talkback being what it is, jests are inevitable and welcome. Also, anyone who has known me for as long as you cunts mostly have would have known that burying myself in booze, marching powder and fanny the moment I left was an inevitability.

I wasn't buying this paragon of clean living temperance hogwash* for moment myself.

Are you back on the red meat and processed cheese as well yet?

EDIT: *I was referring to Russ and not my good self, for vthe avoidance of doubt.