We know that the bogan likes sequels, and we know that the bogan likes remakes. Both of these things provide the bogan with a rich, nourishing bubble of security that – when it is enveloped by its Natuzzi™ couch, watching its Samsung™ 60” plasma – mitigates the risk that bogan lives in constant fear of. That it will buy something that reflects poorly upon it.
Most industries figured out the power of branding in appealing to the bogan long, long ago. Proto-bogans were encouraged to make their children happy little Vegemites™, or that nine out of ten doctors smoked Marlboros™. It has reached the point today that the marketing industry is engaged in a constant tailspin, like Keanu Reeves to the bogans’ Patrick Swayze, as they both hurtle to Earth, the bogan seeing no reason to pull the ripcord just yet.
The trouble in the modern day, however, is that branding’s easy with products that can be re-purchased. The bogan that is convinced to switch from Red Bull to Mother so it can be more maxtremely manly will continue to drink said massive cans once its loyalty is certain. When it comes to films, it is less simple. The bogan will, perhaps, pay money to see a movie in the cinemas, or most likely watch it at home on the screen it purchased on generous interest-free terms at Harvey Norman. Once it’s bought, or watched, it ain’t about to get bought again, no matter how strong the brand.
Now the moguls, as the movie types’ superlative tends to be, had a few fixes, namely making the same film again, and making n sequels of any popular film, turning it into that most appealing-sounding of film concepts, a ‘franchise’. Having bogans pay extra money for the sick-inducing experience of watching in the third dimension was also a brief fillip, before even bogans cottoned on to the inanity of Avatar (until Avatar II comes out, of course).
Trouble is, making a new movie is expensive. The cost associated with putting together even a lame remake masquerading as a sequel was discovered by the makers of The Hangover (Zack Galifinakis + baby), as they made the same movie again, chucked a ‘2’ in front (Zack Galifinakis + monkey) and made a metric fucktonne of money. Metric fucktonnes of cash notwithstanding, though, even a sequel is a gamble. So they figured out something even better. Apply the branding of entirely unrelated material to a new movie. Thus, even though Judd Apatow has directed a mere three feature films, there have been at least 370 lesser works tossed out to the slavering bogan horde with his name attached, to huge bank.
In the relative Apatow-silence since Knocked Up (no one liked Funny People), there needed to be a new brand to bring the bogans in. Luckily, The Hangover, with its references to maxtreme partying and Las Vegas, hooked bogans the world over good and proper. Thus, we have been treated to the likes of Due Date (Zack Galifinakis + puppy) and The Change-Up, in which other movies are remade at low cost, then branded ‘Hangover’. We’re confident that they will make a metric fucktonne of money.
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“Metric fucktonne of money”
That is bewdyfull. I take it the Referance Standard “Fucktonne” is kept at the TBL Office ? Not money of course but something more appropriate for bogans like clay ?
Of course a fucktonne of dogshit woulf also be sooo impressive.
The term “Fucktonne” has been around for many years. Don’t get too excited.
But they were imperial fucktonnes. We’re breaking new ground here. TBL
Is it fucktonne or fuckton. :-)
How many imperial fucktons (correct spelling) are there in a metric fucktonne?
Heres me thinking Upperfuckton was a village in Dorset. Or maybe it was Lowerfuckton ? Spose if it was Llowerfuckton itd be in Wales ?
There is a shitload of fu*ktons in a fu*ktonne.
Thank you & goodnight.
Fuk, Fuk, Fukity Fuk!!!! How would I know? I’ve got enuff brain farts of me own let alone trying to figure out yours
An imperial fucktonne or a metric fucktonne, sounds like a remake to me.
J,
How could you. The imperial measure is a fuckton and the metric is the fucktonne in the Metre Tonne Second system at least and probably in the S.I. system as well
Third poster.
I myself have often wondered when The Hangover would get a spot here. However, I’m surprised it took this long. I’ve been observing Bogans chatter amongst their packs about this inane movie since it came out (and I also noticed renewed excitement once the majority of the Bogan population had been exposed to the Hangover 2).
I saw the hangover 2 twice. maxtreeeeme!
Were you drunk? (double vision)
Best part when he took out his tooth. Shows he’s a bogan at heart. Living in Hoppers Crossing now and “toothless” is the new black…
Thankfully ‘Bridesmaids’ was made to
maintain the balance. I would hate
to see womyn denied the chance
to celebrate the downfall of society
alongside their equals.
I couldn’t put it better.
It’s a privelege to be here at the dusk of human civilisation. i hope there are fireworks at the end.
I love fireworks.
The masses will rise to slay the corporate dragons,
to take back what is rightfully theirs.
But they will starve when the
‘what will I have for breakfast’ App.
stops working on their ‘smartphone’
No fireworks, sorry chubby, but plenty of flames.
Buy gold. And ammo.
Panda,
Fireworks please a realy big fireworks and ammo discharge produced by Mythbusters
They confiscated gold during the depression.
The masses will think about rising to slay the corporate dragons, but will settle for glassing someone at the local pub, posting nasty comments about Juliar on News Ltd websites, and creating pariahs and lynching them via ACA or in the work place, then getting a DUI charge and declaring it has a mental illness.
Panda and Moar,
I realy felt so depressed when I read this article. It made me feel so inadequate with my Samsung wide screen. Only 55 inch and a factory refurbished one from Ebayso I didnt even get the prestige of the Hardly Normal truck stopped out front for the “hers next doors” to see. Just the locak “Starstruck” couriers.. It was at that point realising that the two Jason Recliners that Mrs Hanibal and I occupy when watching the accursed TV had come via the same courier from a deceased estate auction.
How can I ever hold my head up in the neighbourhood ?
Dont feel bad, my Tv’s only 29 inch, but in a hundred year old house you cant get my than 3 meters away from it without leaving the room.
Davo,
In our case as over sixties we need the wide screen that close so we can see it. Must say though it is a pleasure to see every chicken pox,zit and acne blemish on the faces of the stars the magazines airbrush to a marketeers idea of perfection.
I just measured my telly – 27″
an LG flatron widescreen CRT.
I paid waaaaay too much for it just before the advent of the flat screen.
it still stings, so I’m most reluctant to go for a new one,
I like all these cringe comedies. It makes some people feel a bit better for not having any dignity. Or thinking that they do like libtards in their hipster gear.
What do libtards watch for a laugh? Yes Minister? Or that sort of “insert joke about someone who had a downfall in last week’s news” humour like Good News Week?
Martin I suspect they watch the replays of the Federal Parliament Broadcast late at night
Theres nothing funny about our Parliament at the moment.
Has not realy been much fun since Keating . That man “he sure had a way with words”
Martin, ‘the thick of it’ is the new ‘yes minister’ only with a metric fucktonne of swearing.
the keyword would be subtle. ‘Snatch’ and ‘lock stock and two smoking barrels’ are all time classics.
the bogan needs more slapstick stuff, things that don’t need the involvement of grey cells.
Good news week sucks big time
Archer
you’d love it martin
Speaking of the end of the world,
How many things that were
liberated in the London riots
need registering to work?
God, THE HANGOVER was awful. Dull, contrived crap.
For a genuinely enjoyable and good-natured ‘bromance’ comedy watch I LOVE YOU, MAN with Paul Rudd and Jason Segel. That movie is great.
That movie’s pretty crusty
I laughed at the movie, but also at the bogue capital of Vegas. Real estate there has somehow slipped (not down…) about 20% recently.
Off topic, sorry, but having been MIA for a couple of years I knew this was the forum I needed.
Have just returned from a two week sojourn through corner country, taking in Tibooburra, Cameron Corner, Omicron, Fort Grey (great to catch up with Billy!), Moomba gas fields and the Strzelecki. Main purpose of the trip was to see the Cooper in full flow post the floods earlier this year. And it was magnificent, although I did expect more wildflowers.
Sadly, however, the outback has been taken over by bogans, hundreds of them. I cursed myself for arriving at Innamincka a day after Birdsville Races. I know it has been five years since I was last there, but couldn’t believe how bad it has become. Huge Landcruiser 200s and overladen Navarras and Hiluxes, towing gargantuan vans. It’s like they have to take their McMansions with them! Overflowing with flat screen plasmas, sound systems that rival THX audio tests and fucking turbo timers!
It seems as though they’ve bypassed Hardly Normal and found stores like Anaconda and Rays. Seriously, it takes them two hours to set up camp, with tents, flooring, generators, insect repellents, reclining chairs, blah, blah, blah. Then they light fires big enough to consume small cities and crack open bottles of locally made but internationally branded beers.
Fuck me gently, what happened to a swag, some cheese and crackers, a few VBs and a couple of bush choof rollies?
Worst of all, these cunts have no respect for anything or anyone else out there. They don’t slow down when approaching you, happily flinging gibbers up into your windscreen. They don’t wave, don’t engage, they just immerse themselves in a tragic little world where they are kings of all they survey.
So be warned, if you have enjoyed the peace and quiet of the outback in the past, you will need to go further out to avoid the bogan menace. We’re already planning our next trip via Garry Junction and out through Telfer Mines.
Whew, rant over, normal transmission resumed. Thanks for that!
Once they start devoting TV programs to the grey nomad lifestyle, you just know they have fucked it for everyone! I have seen a few of these TV programs popping up and you just wonder whether they should take a contiki tour instead!
Wandering around Alaska back in a previous lifetime, I used to point and laugh at the size of their RVs. And the amount of them. They would travel in squadrons. It would sound like a Panzer Division coming down the road. “Only in America”, I thought. How wrong I was.
But look on the bright side Ghosty, these idiots have paid top dollar for good gear. They’ll use it a couple of times and get bored with it. That’s when you walk in and buy it cheap. Bogans always need quick cash.
Profit from their stupidity.
have you seen the latest toyota ‘border security’ ad? it’s basically one big invitation for bogans to show how tough they are by going bush. i’d be avoiding any and all remote areas for a while.
I hate the “love that car” ads, always spoken by some overconfident meathead. As if it’s tough to own a Mitsubishi, please. Mitsubishi ownership means you suck, or you don’t give a f#ck and have bought an old Magna to run into the ground on the cheap, or you’re on of those idiots who thinks he’s fully sick driving a Lancer even though it’s only got about 75w of power and a boring old Corolla would kick your arse.
TLDR
we went around australia last year with a tent, a gas stove, a station wagon and a dog. it was awesome.
and a 40l Waeco.
and about 300 Ah of batteries
and a shitty laptop and a tiny flat screen I got from dick smith’s for a hundred bucks.
it is the 21st century, after all.
Fair call Mick. Always had a wanderlust to go to Alaska… any tips?
Had an excellent day observing Alaskan bogans during the 4th of July celebrations in Fairbanks. It was straight out of Northern Exposure. Man, they even had cannons! It was awesome. They take it very seriously. Ended up at a bikie bar. The guys hooked me up with a stripper called Summer. She was a bit hurt when I declined her services.
Alaska is innocent. I helped a lost little girl find her parents. She was running around crying so I calmed her down and we sat and waited. Try that in Oz and a lynch mob of bogans would hit you with a cricket bat for being a pedo.
A peaceful, beautiful place. Go there Ghosty, but go in summer. Not my stripper summer, the season summer.
Greetings from one of those McMansion-infested cashed-up bogan towns in the middle of nowhere on the NSW coastline … towns which twenty years ago were just a couple of fishing shacks and half a dozen caravans but, thanks to the country’s housing bubble and lax planning laws, have mushroomed out of nowhere and now function as outer-outer-outer suburbs of much larger and more established towns.
Actually, I called it a town. That is monstrously inaccurate. Towns actually have a sense of community, a history, perhaps a town hall and a council library and a main street, maybe a little park with a playground for the kiddies, and some local industry or commerce which serves as the town’s reason for existence.
But this place has nothing. Well, it has something. If you call a clinker-brick pub and a real estate agent “something”. I wonder if the latter establishment is owned by Bob Jelly, this place would suit him. But apart from that, it’s just a sprawl of black-roofed McMansions and bone Colourbond fences fifteen minutes from the nearest other sprawl of McMansions and forty minutes from the nearest major regional centre.
Anyway, I’m down here for a family birthday. Got here last night. Already, I’ve had to put up with one relative last night go on a huge rant about how those social security bludgers get everyfint and live like farkin’ kings, and how people on disability pensions are just a bunch of rorters, while she’s never got nuffint in her life. When I gently explained that, while citizens do indeed have a duty to work, people who experience discrimination and social exclusion or face difficulties due to geography or due to disabilities should be given adequate support to help them into the workforce, that just made her angrier and then went off on a tangent on how she’s never received help in her life so why should others. And this particular relative is a public servant at Centrelink. Gott hilfe uns!
And today, I was with my moine-working cousin and his family in their brand-new you-beaut metallic blue Commodore V8 6.0L station wagon, when I had to charge up my iThingie, and when I plugged it in the car’s stereo system started playing my music collection in shuffle mode. Now I’m no hipster – it’s mostly anodyne alternative pop and rock with some classical music thrown in. Radiohead, Coldplay, Liam Finn, Catatonia, Augie March … that sort of thing.
“Farkin’ hell, what’s this sh!t!” (press skip) “Fark …” (press skip) “Ahh, Radiohead, this is cool …” (piano intro) “Naaah, fark this ..” (press skip) “D-D-D-Dee-vor-ack Sympathy?” (press skip, which goes to other movements of Dvorak’s 9th Symphony) “Fark, what’s all this Sympathy sh!t?”
I don’t believe in the power of prayer. But maybe now might be a good time to take up religion to get me through the next 24 hours!
Urban,
They all seem the same a pub with a million pokies, a bowling club with a million pokies a chinese restaraunt afish and chip shop a newsagent with a drycleaning agency and a woolworths or coles that extract maximum dollars from a caprive market.
They fill up with sea change retirees who quickly discover the pub/club/pokies are just the same as they thought they were getting away from and the best knews is there are no medical facilities within a two hour drive except a medical practice that keeps office hours and has one 80 year old doctor and one foreign country service trainee.
At the weekends the places are over run with bogans and jetskis, bogans and boats bogans and bogan kids in the caravan park.
They park across drive ways leave old babie nappies and half eaten take away spilling out of inadequate rubbish bins.
W#hat in hells bells name made you go up the coast ?
Hi James,
I’m here for a relative’s birthday. Some rellos of mine seachanged from Western Sydney a few years ago.
This place doesn’t even have the other facilities you describe. Give it time though. A few more hundred McMansions on narrow tortuous streets named after some suitably maritime theme and there’ll be the critical mass for Woolies / Noodle Box / Lawrence dry cleaners / etc.
I predict that by 2040, the whole coast of NSW will be one huge suburb, from Tweed Heads to Eden, with the only gaps being for existing National Parks. And that will be a pity.
I don’t understand why people move here either. Sure it’s close to the beach, but there’s still the same insane commuting times, lack of facilities, pathetic public transport, no sense of community, etc. as you find in Western Sydney. Sure, McMansions here are cheaper, but wages are lower and job opportunities are more scarce.
Oh well, it’s not me who has to live here. Tomorrow evening I’ll be back in my inner city flat.
Urban,
Father in law lived at Hawks Nest and Mrs hanibal and I used to dread going there at the weekends to visit. Now her sister and hubby have built up at Valla on a 12 acre “farm” Even more isolated from services not enough land to live off but a shitload of work to keep weed free and fire proofish.
That Nambucca heads Coffs area is like expolded from when I was young. Gone from something halfway decent to puss.
Have a safe trip home, watch for the unmarked camera cars parked on the side of the highway!
You’ve got a lot of courage to take on your bogan relos Urban. I’ve given up, they have enough contempt for me by default because I have an iq above 100 and bogans know you’re dumber if you’re smarter and smart if you’re stupid.
I predict libtards will get sick of Newtown and so on in about 20 years as it becomes more and more gentrified, full of trust fund kiddies and faux libtards and go and live in McMansions for the irony. I might buy up some real estate in Kellyville in preparation.
Martin,
Stop it! You make me think maybe I should have kept the 3Br full brick for $37K we bought at Villawood in 1977. Probably worth somthing now ?
Mind you drove by the lod house couple of years ago and cant say id bust myself to get back.
The Newtown places though are fetching monopoly money after a quick reno, bit like Paddo went through or Glebe. I used to work at Glebe in late 60s and the old terrace houses you couldnt give em away. like one now, rent it out to some Uni type for a squillion dollars aweek.
Yeah well I guess who’d a thunk Sydney transport would get so bad and the bogan problem so bad that living in the Inner West in a pissy terrace that’s barely big enough for a 50 inch plasma and costs a million bucks whilst being surrounded by hipsters would be such an appealing thing?
I think it’s gentrification is what’s happening in the Inner West, “professionals” with combined incomes of $200-$300k.
Hey Martin,
Naaah, I just roll with the punches. Sure there are people in my family with bogan tendencies, and I bitch and moan about them, but I still love them. And even though I’m the aloof nerdy snobby wanker black sheep in my family, they love me too. :)
As for where bohemian aesthete libtards will move to next … I doubt it would be McMansionland. Even as an ironic statement. They can’t afford the inner city because it has become so thoroughly wankerised and douchebags in BMW X5s have priced everyone else out of the market; but they wouldn’t be caught dead in suburbs like Kellyville …
I reckon that middle-ring immigrant-dominated suburbs with railway service will be the next big thing for libtards. As the older immigrants die off and their children move elsewhere, people who hold inner-city values and aspire to live in the inner city but simply can’t afford to do so will move to these places and catch the train in to their favourite small bars and arthouse cinemas. I’m thinking of places like Darra and Oxley in QLD, Lidcombe and Merrylands in NSW, Noble Park and Springvale in VIC.
Urban,
a map of disposable income make interesting reading.
So many of the wankers in the “Gentrified” suburbs with big mortgage two kids in private school and social pressures to live tyhe high life, actually have less disposable income then the bogans they dispise. Or is it secrete envey ?
Hell yes, James! I work on an affluent inner city suburb, you wouldn’t believe how many upper class people in Country Road and pearls and Lillian Frank hairstyles fill up their X5s and Lexuses $10 or $15 at a time … And still get their cards declined!
As an independent uni student who lives off part time work and still manages his money well, all I can say is … SUCKERS!!!!
What is the average Aussie gonna do when the economy slows down? People have forgotten how to live on the cheap. Does anyone even have savings anymore?
To be honest, I’m looking forward to it. Too many up-themselves-tossers have pointed and laughed at me over the years for being conservative. Am I bitter? You bet! F#ck ’em.
Oh, and back to the original post. The bogan will NEVER want interest rates to go up because it has no savings to benefit from such a move. Why plan for tomorrow? That’s what the guvmint is for.
I meant the last post about interest rates. Oops.
Me too Mick. I’m stinging for some schadenfraude.
I’m currently imaging all the libtards moving into Bankstown with all the fully sik boiz.
Ash, The actual Pizza shop used in Fat Pizza was just on the Hume Highway between Bankstown and Chullora. Does that say something ?When we filmed there they just come with some Fat Pizza signs . The local Tallent would of been rulely sick.
Sounds a bit like the area along the coast between Dapto, Shellharbour and Kiama. That place used to be all dairy country, now it is McMansion ville to rival the North Western Growth Area of Sydney (NWGAS). NWGAS caused some of my mates to redo their air pollution models!
I got lost in that South Coast area trying to get to the state forest camping ground… place will be a ghetto in the next 20 years.
Ahhh yes, Shell Cove. Proof that even an economically depressed, rust-belt city like Wollongong is capable of producing a teeming horde of cashed-up (or rather, debted-up) bogans desperate to move to a hideous new subdivision that’s “all about the loifstoyle” so they can say “look at moy, oi’ve arroived!”
I hate to think how many foreclosures will happen in Shell Cove now that Bluescope Steel has sacked 1,000 staff. :( Just what the Illawarra needs!
AKA Hell Cove.
The biggest contributer to the Wollongong ecconomy is from the Uni now.
Be a sad day when Port Kembla closes for the Uni. There will be a big drop in science and engineering enrolments with the Bluescope cadetship program gone.
On tonight’s Dr. Who, George’s “Save me from the monsters” is exactly how I had imagined Kaiden’s “I want my Mummy”
Amy Pond doll. Interesting concept.
Haven’t had the pleasure of seeing The Hangover.
But I do remember the branding that started with Home Alone. For years after shitty movie, after shitty movie was being released “from the makers of Home Alone” with “Holiday Flight” being played to portray hijinx and mix-ups.
Natuzzi – only to be found in the homes of miners with a ‘staffy’ guarding the front entrance and a tattoo of the Southern Cross on their de facto’s back.
… not to mention a Southern Cross on their de facto’s car seat covers, rear window, bed sheets, bath towel, shower curtain, crockery, couch cushions, hessian shopping bags, electric toothbrush… uh, anything else?
I loved the first Hangover and liked the second. Anyone who didn’t is a commie-pinko-lesbo-vego carnt and shall be glassed summarily.
Ash,
Noticed you thoughtfully kept religion out of your “need glassing ” List
!!
Rember the art of offending is to offend everyone and everyone equally .
JH – problem is that most commie-pinko-lesbo-vego carnts aren’t really into religion. Some were raised Christian, but most are running away from church cause mummy and daddy went there and it’s evil and fascist and shit.
And because it’s ghey. You don’t sound very Christian Ash. Well your behaviour, which I fully condone, does not.
I liked The Hangover too, I think it was overrated, but made up for it in it’s coolness, the coolness being what’s not to like about getting completely maggot in Vegas and getting into some freaky situations. You can’t go wrong really.
Nope, no Christian in me. Raised Hindu. I guess if I had to say I would say I still am. I observe Hindu holidays (Although I also celebrate Christmas) and go to the temple occasionally (by that I mean on said holidays and my annual find-religion-again phase which always coincides with the start of the NRL season). Even though it hasn’t really worked so far.
I’ve always thought a good way to make everyone happy with the whole multicultural holiday debate stuff would be to make everyone’s day a public holiday like they do in Singapore. As well as Christmas we get Diwali, Yom Kippur, the end of Ramadan and whatever others you got. Everyone gets more days off work, we’re all happy.
Sounds good Ash, we could get rid of stupid ones like the Queen’s Birthday, Labour Day, wtf is Labour Day for anyway?
I’d even be happy to see Anzac day go. It’s always kind of depressing and it’s not like the country has any morals or character like the WW1 and WW2 Anzacs had anymore.
Man I am such a libtard at times. I’m gonna start wearing a tea cosy. Not.
Nah, I’m down to keep all of them. More days off work.
More tokenistic footy games too.
Ash,
Problem with religions are the people that run them and that that people take them seriously .
Seems like whichever god one may subscribe to they are all supposed to be looking after their respective flocks and yet since ever all these god fearing people are being abused and kill and get killed. seems these god fellas not doing much of a job of it.
Thats without the universal evil in a planet with dwindling water,food,fish,air whatever of promoting populate populate populate. We have to have more of our kind so we can glass all the rest. Criminally insane.
Hate to sound boganny here but why would a country that’s well over 80% “Anglo” celebrate religions like judaism or islam that constitute less then 3% of the population between them? We are better off with secular holidays or traditional Christian holidays. If you want to celebrate Rosh hashanah or Kwanza take a sicky like a proper aussie!
You’re right, that’s a pretty bogan thing to say, dude. Why do you care about religious holidays that aren’t your own, anyway? It’s not like they affect anyone too much.
I’ve never been to Vegas (although I am for the first time in a few months), but from someone who has REALLY partied in Thailand (and i’m not talking lame full moon parties where AFL players try to fight the police either), the second one was pretty lacklustre and cliche-ridden.
I loved it too, so much so I went and got drunk to celebrate it. Woke up tho’ and still had all my teeth, so now I’m going to marry a bogue who’s missing most of his. Movies are a powerful influence on me. Makes me want to kill people
Where’s the post on the new, giant Ikea store? C’mon, shopping for mass produced, bogan approved items doesn’t get much more maxtreme than this.
See TBL #125.
A Must do when you go to Ikea….. sidle around and be sure to rip off every identification tag on all products….makes for good fun and keeps staff busy
I have not been to the pictures since that turgid stinking pile of sh!t War of the Worlds, but the Senna movie is on so I hope it can restore some faith in me.
Senna movie is good.
I won’t give the ending away.
*Ducks flying glass*
4 broken front wings out of 5
Yeah I was gonna tell you it was good but then I didn’t want you going in with too high expectations. I couldn’t care less about car racing (unless it’s on an XBox or unless I could relive my youth and the 100kw Corolla I had) and I thought it was good.
The whole motorsport world has been talking it up for the last month so expectations were pretty high. But it ‘is’ just a documentary all be it with dead bodies included.
My Corolla only has 86kw. *crosses arms & kicks dirt*
I thought the logan was a breed only found in Australia. You mention above
“hooked bogans the world over good and proper”
Recently asked my mate why he was wearing a lairy t-shirt sporting a life-size baby mit massive sunnies… Mate said he wanted an appropriate accessory for his new beard… Gave him a blank expression… He said it was a The Hangover t-shirt he bought online… He also said the ladies’d love it… I scoffed an’ rolled the eyes… He picked up that night at some city bar… I shut my big mouth and unrolled the eyes… Can’t fault him now… less so coz he generously tacked on a rider to his purchase – a Jesus Shuttlesworth t-shirt fer li’l ol’ me.
Lovely gentleman, me mate… An’ he got game t’boot…
Guess his next online splurge’ll be on a t-shirt mit a life-size French Bulldog pup on it or some shite…
It pays for itself… in that intangible currency known as pleasure… which incidentally’s been killing it lately against the AU$, US$, JPY and Euro. Though strangely, it’s being mirroring the Thai baht for years.
For more information on Pleasure, consult the website of George Soros and Hugh Hefner’s new joint venture, old-dudes-armpit-deep-in-the-pussy.com.
I have a Jesus Shuttlesworth custom jersey. And a “One Man Wolfpack” Hangover T-shirt. Cause when it comes down to it I am a one man wolfpack.
Ash,
On a bike tee shirt saying “If you can read this the bitch has fallen off”
Maybe we could have an article from TBL on Tee Shirts ?
The Hangover was on TV last week. As I didn’t catch it when it was in the cinemas and those who had seen it had described it at the time as ‘The funniest movie I’ve seen in ages’. Since there was bugger all else on, I thought I give it a go, especially since the missus had fallen asleep on the couch and would be saying in her whingy tone “Do we have to watch this crap?”
The mates were wrong. Not the funniest movie ever made. In fact, I though the whole premise was just a rehash of ‘Dude, where’s my car?’, albeit a slightly better version. The funniest bit was at the end when they found the digital camera and you got to see all the photographs of the ‘lost’ evening.
God I miss you lot,Seriously.Anyways just popped in to ask JH if that’s your rz 500 on ebay,as a collector im interested.
CM,
Where the hell you bin ?
Good to hear from you
No not mine.
I go back to Suzi and Kwaka 2 t ‘s and last bike I owned was a Suzi dual range ag bike . go anywhere in low range.
Pop in moar often CM.
Talking about the making of a hangover; Tony Abbott has changed his mind again. This time on supporting changes to legislation to overturn the High Courts Decision.
Tony should take up tennis. least then he would be expected to change ends every few minutes.
I had been taking a drink every time he swapped ends but the booze is getting to me.
New jingle for people to sing; foney, toney, lier,lier, pants on fire.
I fink Simon- Glasser at Arms should do us all a favour and visit Tony Abbott, Abbott needs a lesson for constantly annoying us all and Oh Simon, please use your best crystal glassware, a classy glassing will keep the tone of the whole thing up. Abbott deserves the best don’t you fink?
Brian,
Abbott just needs taking to the vet and have him put down.
Just for a giggle have a look at News.com today.
They have story about USA Police officer who saved his life by jamming his finger under the felons gun trigger ??? Then you read on and it turns out the cop put his finger between the hammer and the body of the .38 police special Revolver.
Story gained a lot from the accompanying photo.
Some one with finger in end of barrel of a Pistol
Bhahahahahahaha.
Bloody dills
Now ‘James’ at least the cop didn’t look down the barrel and press the trigger just to see if it was loaded or not, so have a bit of respect maaete.
but there is the story of the cop who shot himself during a gun safety demonstration.
I’m sorry, I thought I had finally come across a website encouraging intelligent thought from like minded folk but realised I’ve tripped over a pack of self indulgent, holier than thou, bang on about why we, (the chosen ones), are better than than the rest in order to feel some sort of justification to get out of bed in the morning wolves . Excuse me while I remove my scraped knee off your faces, they were pretty hard to avoid on the way down, and I really couldn’t miss the fangs. And Fee From Trak…do you really think that by announcing to the world what burb you live in makes you Oh So Much Better? You, my dear, are a fraud & a Whorte Cautoure.
Google satirical and Pluck off Grouse. We come here for a laugh. “Removing your scraped knee off faces”????? How did you manage to do that?…. when your head is clearly stuck up your own bum and you are enjoying the view.