“By my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon a most auspicious star, whose influence if now I court not, but omit, my fortunes will ever after droop.” William Shakespeare, The Tempest.
My sensibilities were shipwrecked by these scenes in Station Street, not too far from the sea. We are living in an age where chewing gum packaging looks like condom containers.
They both contain Wriggley’s
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Hubba Bubba
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Big rubble? No flubble?
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disappointed no verge collection pics, its happening in Cottesloe now, people, get out from behind your playstations and forage
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Maybe verge pics – with my dogs! – tomorrow…
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The Barackanator is back.
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are you filing from chicago?
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I’m still at the scene of the Rayney trial…at least I was quicker with the latest verdict.
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it’s all twitter these days.
can i follow you? wink, wink…
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‘Merica. Fuck yeah.
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segue for a quick plug: http://www.vincent.wa.gov.au/Home/News/Bincent_Art_Competition
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As opposed to the Binscent awards I suppose/
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I know a bloke who surreptitiously stuck his wife in one in order to win that one.
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