It was, ahem, the location of the “Extra” that intrigued me.
Corona is my only beer, with a thin slice of lemon or lime, drunk from the bottle. In fact, I think I’ll have one now (7.30pm local time and just beginning to cool down). Wife in kitchen preparing dinner, me scanning blogs, haha. Wonder what Mistress Mara will make of that.
OK, old joke but why do Aussies call their beer “XXXX”? Because they can’t spell “beer”.
OI!
PS Made SWMBO a shandy with 1/3 of the bottle of Corona, so all good.
My SWMBO is about to crack open a Carlton Mid
Before I cook dinner for her.
What a guy! [Heh, I hit the “t” instead of the “y” first by mistake; I blame the Corona (or maybe a Freudian slip?)].
PS When my wife visited our son & family in London for a couple of weeks, she left me pre-cooked meals in the freezer!
PPS I still get butterflys in the tummy, even after 43 years, when she walks into the room unexpectedly – how cool is that? And before you ask, no, it’s not that I’m looking at porn.
Yep, me too, jonno. I wouldn’t trade her for anything.
The attendant at Wilsons at Britomart sure didn’t look (or, thankfully, dress) like that when I saw him/her? this morning!
him/her? There was some question about it?
“It” might be more accurate. The Creature From The Black Lagoon.
We don’t get many of those around these parts.
No, I’m sure not. They’re scared of the hard work.
Far easier to plonk one’s fat arse down in the booth every day, collect the parking fees and call it “working”. Better than being plonked on the couch chuffing on the peace pipe and collecting the product of my “work”, I suppose.
I saw a Twitter comment the other day where some yoof was railing against the obligation to pay debt and to work–the injustice of it all….
Perhaps he has a point though….government does neither of those things, after all. But I’m stuffed if I can work out where he thinks the money to support him comes from.
You’re confusing him with a being capable of thought. Money doesn’t come from anywhere – it just *is*. And those crafty, thieving 1%ers have it all. The bastards.
Persistant bastards,too bad they couldn’t put that much effort into honest work
I’ve seen plenty of people who put more effort into dodging work than they’d have to expend if they just bloody worked, Darin.
Well, i ain’t got nothing to do while pondering life & near dark on Friday evening, saw this tune and thunk of Redbaiter – Hank III The Devil’s Daughter http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2jXEOv_4Lag
click for full size. Borrowed from knuckledraggin.
Now is that was xxxx…
No, but not much different.
I dig the Corona. But what’s the Extra?
What’s wearing it may be the Extra.
It was, ahem, the location of the “Extra” that intrigued me.
Corona is my only beer, with a thin slice of lemon or lime, drunk from the bottle. In fact, I think I’ll have one now (7.30pm local time and just beginning to cool down). Wife in kitchen preparing dinner, me scanning blogs, haha. Wonder what Mistress Mara will make of that.
OK, old joke but why do Aussies call their beer “XXXX”? Because they can’t spell “beer”.
OI!
PS Made SWMBO a shandy with 1/3 of the bottle of Corona, so all good.
My SWMBO is about to crack open a Carlton Mid
Before I cook dinner for her.
What a guy! [Heh, I hit the “t” instead of the “y” first by mistake; I blame the Corona (or maybe a Freudian slip?)].
PS When my wife visited our son & family in London for a couple of weeks, she left me pre-cooked meals in the freezer!
PPS I still get butterflys in the tummy, even after 43 years, when she walks into the room unexpectedly – how cool is that? And before you ask, no, it’s not that I’m looking at porn.
Yep, me too, jonno. I wouldn’t trade her for anything.
The attendant at Wilsons at Britomart sure didn’t look (or, thankfully, dress) like that when I saw him/her? this morning!
him/her? There was some question about it?
“It” might be more accurate. The Creature From The Black Lagoon.
No, I’m sure not. They’re scared of the hard work.
Far easier to plonk one’s fat arse down in the booth every day, collect the parking fees and call it “working”. Better than being plonked on the couch chuffing on the peace pipe and collecting the product of my “work”, I suppose.
I saw a Twitter comment the other day where some yoof was railing against the obligation to pay debt and to work–the injustice of it all….
Perhaps he has a point though….government does neither of those things, after all. But I’m stuffed if I can work out where he thinks the money to support him comes from.
You’re confusing him with a being capable of thought. Money doesn’t come from anywhere – it just *is*. And those crafty, thieving 1%ers have it all. The bastards.
Oh, and my reaction to your words:
“I saw a Twitter comment the other day”:
You’re not on FB, but you’re a tweeting wabbit?
NOOOOO! It was a comment about Twitter comments, on a blog!
http://davidthompson.typepad.com/davidthompson/2013/01/the-agonies-of-the-left-an-ocean-of-tears.html
The defence rests, m’lud.
Ahh. Makes sense now.
Remember,you can’t spell Twitter without Twit.
This is the funniest thing I’ve seen in awhile-
http://www.news.com.au/national/two-men-charged-after-bungled-jewellery-store-heist-left-them-inside-fast-food-store/story-fncynjr2-1226547339627
Persistant bastards,too bad they couldn’t put that much effort into honest work
I’ve seen plenty of people who put more effort into dodging work than they’d have to expend if they just bloody worked, Darin.
Well, i ain’t got nothing to do while pondering life & near dark on Friday evening, saw this tune and thunk of Redbaiter – Hank III The Devil’s Daughter http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2jXEOv_4Lag
