Shades of the doodle post, although why someone would take a blade into the toilets of Luna Cinema, I don’t know. Speaking of bowel, I had the misfortune to see Inglorious Basterds at this cinema. I would say sat through, except we didn’t stay. It was so incredibly tedious. A movie where you don’t want to stay to see Hitler burnt has got some serious problems. Endless, ENDLESS dialogue to no effect with a few, precious few, moments of Nazi killing. There may have been 3 seconds of sex. Very, very bad movie. David and Margaret apparently loved it. Stinker. I was begging someone to bowel me. Maybe I do see why someone would whip a blade out at Luna. No, I was born a “Day of The Panther” man, and I’ll die a “Zombie Brigade” man.
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The Asia Beat- Aussie Mayor Targets Pooch Urine
- Aussies expose sinister craft
- Clarke injury linked to shorts
- Aussie millionaire offers kangaroo tail pizza crust
- Australian company Rio Tinto to mine Beijing’s air pollution
- Asian Men’s Shed cracks the whip
- Gangnam style “not miracle worker.” – PSY
- Malaysian “Gay and lesbian warning signs” seem to describe Singaporeans.
- “3 Sisters” renamed for Chinese market
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And with a little more attention to detail we could have had “Bowel aroma me”.
According to the tv ads, Irriitable Bowel Syndrome symptoms include constipation and diarrhoea. I had no idea there were symbols for said maladys.
I’m not sure there’s anything there isn’t a symbol for these days, shaz.
Ah yes, IBS, I recently suffered from constipation and diarrhoea simultaneously for a whole week but I displayed no symptoms.
you are not the only one to hate IB:
to quote Peter Bradshaw in the Guardian:
“the full catastrophe of his new film arrives like some colossal armour-plated turkey from hell. The city of our hopes is in flames.
It is awful. It is achtung-achtung-ach-mein-Gott atrocious. It isn’t funny; it isn’t exciting; it isn’t a realistic war movie, yet neither is it an entertaining genre spoof or a clever counterfactual wartime yarn. It isn’t emotionally involving or deliciously ironic or a brilliant tissue of trash-pop references. Nothing like that.
The expression on my face in the auditorium as the lights finally went up was like that of the first-night’s audience at Springtime for Hitler. He should perhaps go back to making cheerfully inventive outrageous films like Kill Bill. Because Kill Adolf hasn’t worked out.”
I liked the Wolfenstein 3D refernces, I was waiting for the twin gatling gun robot suit, but the film was still a fantastic ride.
I thought IBS was a hotel in Murray Street
Bowel me?
Ay Caroma!
Irritable Bowel. Inglorious B&Sterds. Coincidence ? I think not, TLA.
This from our office downstairs toilet:
http://twitpic.com/kftk0
If you’re looking for toilet graffiti Cookster, this is the ultimate.
http://theworstofperth.com/2009/08/28/wheels-on-fire/
You’re just trying to flog me the t-shirt. Still, you can’t beat a good dick ‘n’ balls doodle – shame they didn’t include the piss stream ———-}
You don’t have the Kahunas to wear that shirt.
Is it available as a vest?
Well said Bento.
Bento, I do believe it comes in flanel.
Bollocks I don’t have the COJONES to wear that shirt. I’ll wear two and run a mile!
I said Kahunas and I meant Kahunas. You don’t got them.
Disappointingly, I was not aware of the flannel option.
I did receive my v-neck TWOP classic t-shirt yesterday. I must say, the v is somewhat, erm, plunging. I felt like Elizabeth Hurley (but where would I find her at this time of day, nyuk nyuk).
I think you may be a little more Kate Moss.
Ha! Nice one.
I’ll bet that Cookster’s balls are not as delicious as Russell Woolf’s:
http://blogs.abc.net.au/wa/2009/09/russ-checks-his-rum-balls.html?program=720_drive
Russel Wolf fills me with irrational bile. I only caught 4.2 minutes of drive last week and yet was subjected to no less than 46 mentions of his god-fucking-damned prize winning rum balls. Smug rolly-polly git.
I quite enjoyed his line when introducing his dog at the Royal Show – ‘You’ve seen my balls, now it’s time to introduce you to my sausage (dog)’.
Careful, Cookster: a mischievous reporter might file that for the Post’s page 4 gossip column…
Speaking of Post page 4. What happened to child up bear’s arse piece? What was the comment from graphic designer?
Surely not DFOC, the Cottesloe set would choke on their croissants if they saw a pair of cojones in The Post.
It ran last week:
Going to the Show? Then stick your head up a toy bear’s bum.
That could be the message from this Public Transport Authority poster seen on a Subiaco bus.
An award-winning graphic designer POST associate said she was “appalled” by the poster.
“I get the idea, but they have the proportions all wrong,” the designer said
“If you look at the seat, and at the people standing on the train, then the kid must be of Barbie doll proportions.”
The poster says up to seven people can go to the show for $8.80. No mention about how much for bears.
skink makes errors of fact in Crikey today, Mooner Nurray has replaced Hutch not Cammo
there were more factual errors than that. In fact, there was no fact checking at all. I didn’t even bother re-reading the front page before I mailed it.
I make no pretense to journalism, only to anonymous smartarsery.
I had no idea they would run it as a story, it was only supposed to be a tip-off.
If I had known they were going to run it verbatim, I would have called Nurry a cunt.
ROFL
i second that! nearly spat my coffee out:)
So let’s get this right. To read someone’s free submission to Crickey, you have to take out a subscription.
Hey, TLA, that’s a business model you may want to adopt when you run out people to buy your crappy t-shirts?
And has anyone dared look at the pic of Nurry on the 720 website? That probably deserves a t-shirt with appropriate slogan.
That fat cunt has no discernible neck!
I made the mistake of looking
I didn’t know that Ralph Lauren made polo shirts that large.
Is it “too soon” to ask for a TWOP tshirt plug?
Too soon! Too soon!
I should charge you for call them crappy. In fact I should have you “sectioned” as they say in UK.
Which section would that be? Menswear?
And here is THAT pic of Nurry Slanderer was referring to :-)
http://blogs.abc.net.au/.a/6a00e0097e4e6888330120a5b44f63970b-300wi
I wonder if it’s a knock-off from his recent China trip?
I did something completely out of character this morning:
I rang 1300 222 720 and told the producer, in the nicest possible way, of course, that I stopped buying the “West” years ago partly because of the Nurry, and am likewise boycotting his morning show.
With idiotic Eion, brainless Bernadette and the witless Wolfe, there’s very little on 720 worth tuning in for.
Saturday morning gardening with James Lush and Sabrina Hahn is about as good as Auntie can manage.
Not much interested in the gardening; I just enjoy the banter.
I must confess that Lush and Hahn are one of my guilty pleasures
James Lush is a magnificent name
he shows you can still get a job on the ABC just because you have got a plummy voice
Whereas for LA, it’s all about Sundays With Macca. If I recall correctly.
Skink, I shall pass your comments on to Lushy when I call him this afternoon. Do you like how they changed the name of the gardening segment to Roots & Shoots?
I can’t say I noticed, I usually miss the first half hour.
I just checked the website, and as usual with radio people the face doesn’t match the voice. I expected him to look like James Fox, but he looks like Brett Heady’s weird uncle.
So he’s got a good face for radio, like nurry who also has a good voice for print.
That’s out of character?
Absobluddilutely.
I’m such a coward that I fear that someone might even recognise my voice and subsequently wreak some kind of evil retribution upon my head.
I speak softly and kindly to all in a face-face-encounter.
Like skink, I revel in the intertube type anonymity that permits me to be as arrogantly unpleasant as I choose.
I am aware that this illusion of anonymity is just that; an illusion; but it does help attenuate my paranoia.
And “Just because I’m paranoid, it doesn’t mean that no-one is out to get me.” [Woody Allen]
Given that Heller published Catch 22 in 1961, Rolly, I suspect Woody was paraphrasing.
Aah! But I remember something similar circulating when I was at high school.
Well before 1961.
actually, I am like this all the time
It’s not just some sort of internet persona,
I really am a grumpy misanthrope
Indeed. But do you have as long a history of misanthropic obsession ?
We should swap notes sometime.
oh no not dialogue, sounds horrible. Just stay home and watch ‘Destroyed in Seconds’ sounds more your style.
I love dialogue. My favourite film The Maltese Falcon is all dialogue.
IG was tedious, boring and senseless dialogue. Gold plated stinker.
Tarantino is many things, but one thing he is not, is consistent.
So, he’s consistently inconsistent then.
Liked pulp fiction, this no.
[I rang 1300 222 720 and told the producer, in the nicest possible way, of course, that I stopped buying the “West” years ago partly because of the Nurry, and am likewise boycotting his morning show.]
And you would’ve spoken to Annie Clugston, who before defecting to Aunty with Liam of Lebanon, was Graham Maybury’s producer on 6PR :-)
No, Franco, not the “lovely Annie” as Eion describes her, but that eloquent but unfortunately-cursed-with-a-strident-pommie-accent Damien Rabbitt.
Cursed not only with the accent but a risible family moniker, to boot.
Nice enough bloke, though, they tell me.
55 coments on this? Ai Ya!
There is a discussion forum out there for people whose body odour smells like shit. Literally.
Bah… I suppose I better Google it.
http://curezone.com/forums/f.asp?f=326
Why would you put this sign on a toilet and bowl it means leave it and run off so why dont you do that with the toilet.