Nancanbong. Perhaps also a town in central Vietnam, but more particularly relevant to Perth, this is where Colin Barnett’s anti bong laws have led us. To the shameful need of young smokers to raid nan’s personalised coke can. Or perhaps more frighteningly likely, to raid nan’s already created can bong!  By Budda lala land.

On the subject of faux personal marketing, Bonds is doing one at the moment. If you are the first to “claim” your birthdate then you get a free shirt with I AM 12.07.1969 etc. When I say they are doing it, they are more accurately fucking it up, with massive website crashes, and thousands of cranky tightarses who either can’t load their pics, or have been beaten to their date by some other quick fingered marketing wanker’s child. They have been bolstering the campaign with a lot of mostly dubious celebrities (Michael Caton wot fuck?). Not to worry, for a price you can reclaim your date and tell the squatter where to go. Anyone who wants to tell 3 year old Ashlee to fuck off, and inform her who is the real 18.07.08, then they can email me and I will create it and their shirt will be avalable for purchase for one day on my Redbubble channel. Some samples. And I think Redbubble uses Fruit of the loom tees, so another one in the eye for Bonds.