Showing posts with label Topics beneath even me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Topics beneath even me. Show all posts

Friday, June 3, 2011

Man lovin'

As a final fling before Mrs D returns from her debauchery in Europe, I'm having the ironically-named Boarking over for a few beers and a night of oggling fit young men in tight shorts.

The last time I had a few lads over in Mrs D's absence I ended up getting plastered, chucking my guts up and then falling over in the bath room, cracking a couple of ribs and turning my left side a wonderful shade of puce (rather appropriately, given the title of this post).

So clearly I can't be trusted around alcohol and men when my main squeeze is away.  Who knows what'll happen tonight before half time? He is a good looking man, after all ... for an old bloke.




If only Warrick was on the tube as well ... oooooh pinch me!  Pic: http://www.afl.com.au

Thursday, April 28, 2011

League of Unimpressive Gentlemen

I'm sitting here watching this Q&A special on Australia's relationship with the Monarchy.  Right now, I've heard just about enough from Amanda Vanstone who has to be one of the least impressive individuals of all time.

Apart from her horrid, priggish performance as the Howard Government's Minister for Immigration and Multicultural and Indigenous Affairs, I am reliably informed by my good friend Judi (not her real name), that Ms Vanstone spent every day of her post-Parliamentary 'fall-job' as Australia's Ambassador to Italy, scoffing spag bog in a backstreet Roman trattoria.  Judi, who stumbled across the classy, but admittedly unassuming diner was alerted to Ms Vanstone's culinary habits by the over-sized Australian flag and signed coat of arms hanging on the wall (not, she informs me, by the broken chairs), and was informed by the waiting staff that Her Excellency did not once miss lunch while in-country during her tenure.

By the looks of Ms Vanstone this evening, I would offer that she might not have missed breakfast, morning tea, dinner nor supper, either.

Oh, but Vanstone's not nearly as unimpressive as Angela Bishop – Kar-aest Almighty, won't she just have oh-so-much to recommend her contribution to humanity when she reaches those Pearly Gates!







Australia's international ambassador for the promotion of spag bog.  Pic: http://nicholsoncartoons.com.au