Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

...no-one wants to see your wang old man...

WTF goes through people's minds when using a change room, whether it be at at work or municipal swimming hole.

I know everybody has different views when it comes to "what is public decency?" But... What lobe of the brain says " everyone wants to see my cock and wrinkly ball sack but shit I better cover my nipples with a chesty bond."
What says to a person "Its totally OK to towel down, 1 leg up on the bench right next to some guys face".

In researching this hot topic I had to cross reference with the fairer sex. Although the chicks change room sounds smoking hot and worthy of an American high school movie cliche climb through the airconditioning ducts, still provided stories of ugly nudity and uncomfortable closeness to unwelcome genitals or unkept pubes.

This all makes me sound like a weirdo for even daring to look, but everyone looks. You can't not look. You know it, don't kid yourself. Call it the car crash philosophy.

But really... no-one wants to see your wang old man...

Sunday, April 4, 2010

poor T.B...













Who isn't inspired by the odd splash of underpass smut?


I am always impressed by the grammatical prowess demonstrated. How promising the world's future looks if these are our future leaders.
My favourite was spotted many years ago on the wall of a local scout hall.
In massive letters: "Fuck oof"
Washed off then in less than a week it was back. Dedication. I like to picture the artist defending his work to a collegue," Dude, I totally meant to spell it like that"

Two more such great works were spotted on the back of school bus seats, " Troy eats crusty bum flakes" perfection.
And another personal favourite, " Paul Vargas sucks feral arse". What a wordsmith

As none of the above had been witnessed in the time of camera phones, the piece pictured in exibit A drew me back for this kodak moment.
It poses many questions. Answers to which can only be speculated.
  • Who is T.B?
  • Is the artist comparing T.B's cooch to the anatomically perfect vagina representation or the overpass itself?
  • What will be T.B's retaliation if any? " ____ blows goats" scribled on an MTT bus seat? Maybe...
  • Does the cock represent the artist? and if so should they have added more pubes?
  • OR was the cock an afterthought or helpful addition by a passerby?

Sunday, March 28, 2010

side effects may include bloody porcelain

steampunk?

Check out the stylish Ranga to the left.

Apparently there is such a thing as steam punk.

Might see if I can find a steam powered pelvis...

Any excuse...

I'm calling for a virtual high five for finding any excuse to break out some description of power tool.

Now I am a far cry from professional Backyard Blitzer or even a poor man's Jamie Durie but will whip out a grinder at the drop of a hat.

Found myself needing to replace a couple of fence palings. Instead of simply trimming to size with the hand saw and bit of elbow grease, threw caution to the wind and back-hand panthered a circular saw over the edge of a cement ramp. 2 second job but maximized man-factor.

YEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAW Cowboy!

Monday, March 22, 2010

Replenish your Man-ergy



Brothers, we are always searching for for the secret to everlasting manergy.
Our prayers have been answered in the form of flavours such as man-ana and gun.
Drink up

Sunday, March 21, 2010

anti-chaffe delivery system

As chefs in this busy world of ours, we have all at one time for what ever reason been affected by " Chef's Arse".

There are many different break-away remedies such as:

  • johnson and johnson
  • half time goop
  • pawpaw on a stick
and for the most adventurous:

  • standing fan driven handful of cornflour.

We all need to remember prevention is better than cure.

This has been a public service announcement.