A genuine bed head with a genuine cassette deck in it.

Which in these turbulent economic times is an Amazing find. Here’s a closer look at the cassette deck part which as a genuine am fm radio and a genuine LED clock that displays both AM and the PM time. The brand is ‘Moderntronic’ which I’m sure is good.

So yeah I’m pretty stoked.

Trevor

The problem is the journalists pretend to know what the public needs and wants and they think they know what info tech Apple can produce or not and they dictate to the worlds biggest company. LOLs.

These journalists should have done their research and found put that before the iPhone 4 there was iPhone 3GS.

Hence iPhone 4s before the 5.

Fucking whinging journalists can’t put 2 & 2 together like this humble bloger can.

(btw. Does anyone know when the iPhone 5 is coming out?)

In my mail box (the one out the front of my house not the one in my Personal Computer box) I often get mail addressed to past tenants. Today there was a letter that had “private and confidential” on it addressed to Elise B#####. Upon Seeing the words ‘Private and Confidential” I immediately opened the letter to find that Elise is overdue for her Pap Smear test. So Elise if your reading this (as most hot birds do) please contact the cervical registry.

Also in my mail box today I received some great junk mail (maybe also meant for Elise) from a mob called Twinings. It was a bunch of tea bags in a magnificently packaged box.

Tea is for Twinings as International Roast is for coffee

Being a bloke Im more into the instant coffee so hopefully Nescafe well send a tin of their top of the line International Roast (including paddle pop sticks to stir it) in the mail.

Trevor.

Chris thinks this is meant to be offensive and funny but what Chris doesn’t understand is that red blooded blokes like me love their defactos wearing the gear that Supre stocks. Also, we red blooded blokes don’t mind going into that store for a bit of a perve.

Chris’s comment highlights one of my blog themes I have rallied against the homosexualisation of everything. I once knew a homosexual so I don’t hold that against them but what Chris has to understand that Supre is making more money than his little outfit in Chapel Street. So the jokes on Chris the fashion stylist.

Here is an example of defactos and birds in the Supre get Up:

A bird in Supre

Double Trouble

And Chris’s ideal customer in Gasp:

Taken from teh ceiling above Chris's bed

One of the functions of the WordPress feature is to do a quick post. And this is it.

I would like to welcome “Rotten” Ronnie Andrews to my bombers legend series. Since everyone knows everything about Ronnie here is one fact you won’t know and one you will

1. During the infamous Petrol shortage of 1981 Ronnie Andrew’s young son thought he’d do his dad a favour and use a garden house to fill up Ronnie’s HOlden Belmont with water. His son didn’t realise that petrol and water were different therefore completely fucken up Ronnie’s car.

2. Like Dermie, Ronnie played his twighlight games for the enemy collingwood. And kicked 3 out of the 5 of Collingwoods goals during their 133 point loss in the 1984 Preliminary final to the mighty dons.

“would the bus drivers please return to their busses” echoed around Windy hill as Collingwood fans left the ground early during that famous loss”

Still he is a bloody bombers legend!

To his credit he comes up with some fucken good ideas about not contacting the aliens and about the possibilities of travelling in time.

His paradox excuse for not going back in time is yet to be be proven. But he does have a lot of time on his hands (if they worked).

This is how I see it. The bloke is stuck in a wheelchair and has the time to think about his brief history.

The common Howard battler like me has to occupy my time with thoughts like getting up in the morning, deciding what flanny to wear, if I can jump start my XE ford or get the bus or should i update my 50 inch plasma to a 52 inch 3D plasma with four sets of goggles. Steve doesn’t have to worry about this so he has time to write a book about the Universe.

So what I’m saying is that what the bloody else are you going to do if you can’t move or speak?

We have to live and go to the supermarket steve when you just sit there doing not much. So you’re not special.

I’m sure if I was stuck in a chair not playing nintendo 64 or watching the fucken footy I could also think think about going light speed and advanced quantum algorithims and shit like that.

Trevor.

It’s time to fertilise this debates or like Morticia Adams, clip the Rose off the stem depending on what side if the glass half full/half empty debate you sit.

The issue is Julia Gillard’s Carbon Taxing. This is a tax on air that labor hopes will get them over the line at the next election. And the labor boffins like quiz king Barry (forgot his last name but his friend is Philip adams) hope to lead them into at least ten years of glory.

I am reminded of another lot who made people pay for air (however unlike labor) have turned it into one of the biggest success stories since Big M.

In the mid eighties a foot company called Nike were struggling so they had a brilliant idea to put air in the soles of their shoes. It saved on the cost of rubber and gave them a marketing advantage over their rivals the Dunlop K26 running shoe.

The rest is history. Now if I was in charge of labor I would have got Michael Jordan to do the air tax ads instead of Cate Blanchette. It’s a no brainer.

Kevin blew wind up her arse but maybe he should have put it in her shoe because labours sail needs some wind.. or some Nike Airs because they are headed to a long walk off a short plank.

(if the Editors of the Australian want to use this as their Editorial in the morning I’ll be at the Moonee valley dishlickers and won’t be contactable)

The player I’m going to highlight was probably more disliked by collingwood fans than fans of other clubs who hate collingwood. He was a man mountain of a brick shithouse who probably would have been better being a champion body builder because like a body builder he didn’t move on stage to much except to pose.

Much to my brother wayne’s despair I like to refer to him as a ‘road worker’ who appears to do nothing and be somewhat lazy but like a road worker got rewarded with a big pay day winning the 86 Copeland Trophy.

His father Graeme was a 2 mt tall Ruckman who played magnificently in arguably Collingwoods greatest premiership. The one in 1958.

The player I am bringing to this topic is Wes Fellowes the biggest man who bigger than Rene Kinks.

I didn’t mind watching him play because I loved the collingwood cheer squad at Victoria park hurling their classy abuse at him even though he won the Copeland after mark Williams and before Darren Millane. which shows what geese Collingwood fans are.

Here is a Scalens card of him

Also you can hear a magnificent song about Wes Fellowes. One minute in. It well worth it. It’s no Aussie crawl but.

Wes Fellowes you bloody Collingwood Legend.

As a magnificent Player, Keven was a magnificent defender and won in 2 premierships for the Dons in 1984 & 5. He was selected an All Victorian and Australian I think and he played pretty well in the All Australian team Wayne says.

Not a prolific kicker of the goals didn’t mean too much to Kevin as he was the Dustin Fletcher of the day as they both had red hair. Dustin has a different name and no Moustache though and is slightly taller too and has a differenty playing style but apart from that they are similar.

Kevin demolished Hawthorn back lines in the eighties rendering Peter Knights to only 1 goal once. An Angular agile payer, Kevin didn’t mind throwing around a few elbows around once knocking Peter Russo out cold.

Red head Kevin Walsh outdoing with magnificent agile poise closet redhead Dermott Brehreton

Welcome Kevin you bloody Bombers Legend.