The Cocos Codex

Out of town again. Perineum journeyed to the seat of power of the cocos. Where Sutek and…those other dudes tend the crystal of Horus (aka Whorearse). Destroy his toenails and light globe eyes, to challenge the power of the Cocii. Edge Motel, Burunga NSW.

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About The Lazy Aussie

Commended Haiku writer. A lover of The West's Worst. Perth stand-up comedian, photographer and writer.
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8 Responses to The Cocos Codex

  1. Patrick Miller says:

    Imhotep would be ashamed…… very ashamed, to see such sad proportions in the muscular / skeletal structure, have not the Egyptians not taught us anything? The Golden Mean is surely not present in the deflating abs on this structure. The Cocos are a nice fit though…. slowly brushing the brow of the appointed one, and bathed in powdercoated aluminium fencing.

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  2. Russell Woolf's Lovechild says:

    Woah!!! No-one was more surprised than me to hear Dad on the wireless. I sent him a text but I think the Slim but Savage One might have deleted it. :-(

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