Seven Seven Phwoar.
I am late blogging this morning.
Where have you been, Fits?
Why, I have been on a NERD DATE with the lovely Peter Glutbusters. He invited me and mine to drink coffee from a thermos first thing in the morning whilst gazing adoringly at Tony Eastley, who was broadcasting live from Fed Square.
This was just about the dorkiest and most adorable date I have ever been on. Jon Faine sat behind us and heckled before going on to do his show. I was utterly starstruck and too embarrassed to talk to him even though Peter Glutbusters and MattyB were nudging me in the ribs every time he glanced in our direction.
Other people we jumped up and down screaming at like star-struck Beatles fanettes included:
- HRH John 'The Genial Guvnah' Landy!
- Hymie from Get Smart!
- Rugged political hardman Barrie Cassidy!
- The ethereal Michael Leunig!
It was neat. Right near the end I took my top off and sat on Peter Glutbusters' shoulders waving at Jon like he was Eddie Vedder. Then we were asked to leave.
604 days til the next election.
Comments
I see that you made it onto Tim Blair's site.
Your fame spreads.
Is that the definition of fame these days?
I'm starting to think he fancies me a little.
What's not to fancy?
Well, if this isn't the LOLS-ROYCE of mismatched blog crushes. I heartily approve of his obsession with ye.
To steal a phrase from Family Guy...
I SMELL A SITCOM!
In an effort to become a rival for the affections of the right, I have taken the liberty of pilfering one of your statements from the last Q&A and added a twist to prove you are a twat rash.
I haven't really thought about getting a job as an agony aunt. I'm sure there are ways to make this blog marketable, but I'm not really certain about how to do it. I HATE NIGGERS, SPICKS AND GOOKS WHO VOTE LIBERAL. Any publishers or FLACCID CORPORATE types out there, feel free to contact me and make me PUNCH A CHILD IN THE FACE (patent pending) KILL ALL LIBERALS.
Marvel at my cleverness at once.
I am so VERY JEALOUS of that date action fits....
I listened to same on my trusty old kitchen radio
Had i any inkling you hotnesses were there nerding it up, i would have hauled my tail onto Flinders St express at once.
Michael Leunig is a cunt.
The rest of your sycophancy is making me nauseous.
Thirteen months and three weeks since the Labour Party Imploded
God forbid, RC (if that is your real name), anyone should be enthusiastic about anything.
WHY CAN'T WE ALL BE MORE CYNICAL/FULL OF HATE!?!
Yours etc.
PS. Labor.
But I thought I was suitably cynical and full of hate...
*cries*
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Hey Peter,
Here's where my extra 'U' should go...
F_CK YO_ C_NT.
"...God forbid,...anyone should be enthusiastic about anything..."
And take your sunshine, lollipops and rainbows 'its a small world' masturbatory fantasies and jam 'em sideways up your ass.
THe games are nothing but but an exercise in gross self-aggrandisement and an offensive waste of taxpayer money.
How many hospital beds could have been opened for the millions spent on the cringeworthy opening ceremony.
Ducks; flying boys, thongs and trams; rabid koalas and Dealt-a-Good-Rim.
Puhleeease.
I suppose that's kulcha, hey Peter?
What would our public transport system have been like if the 1.5 billion was spent on it rather than 'the games'?
This high school sports fest has minimal interest outside the households of Mssrs Walker, Bracks and Madden.
It offers spurious economic benefit beyond Spotless catering charging $6.50 for frozen fucking cheeseburger.
I didn't ask for the fucking games, so don't expect me to like them.
Hateful enough for ya spooge?
Get a tissue.
oh dear, RC's blog obviously isn't garnering him enough attention to feed his Narcissistic Personality Disorder so he's come over to RYWHM where he feels sure someone will rise to his bait.
*yawns*
What an exciting piece of personal vitriol. My first. I feel more than a little thrilled.
hi fits, i want another nerd date too now...
whats RC collinses web site anyway?
link?
i must admit though, M Leunig is getting rather on the nerves of late.
I feel strangely alienated by the simple fact of knowing none of those people you mentioned. Except the "polictical" ones. Lovely as I am sure they are, though, getting up early to see tits would not really be on the agenda.
Especially as I was in the midst of a "waking in hot sweats strangling myself with bedclothes" kind of night. And frantic dreams. Frantic.
So, this commonwealth games thing is a bit of a larf, eh?
Ah hahaha 'LOLS-ROYCE'.
No go for 'Dealt-a-Good-Rim' though. Are you serious with that shit? What do you do for a living? Suck?
"What do you do for a living? Suck?"
Hahahaha.
Jess, meet your new favourite insult. Insult, meet Jess. She talks about herself in the third person from time to time. Very irritating but a heart of gold, I tells ya!
Let's start a mutual appreciation society as soon as possible, SMOIOYC.
WHY ARE YOU SO OBSESSED WITH THE GAMES PETER IT IS BEYOND TEDIOUS.
Lovers of Fine Sports - 0
R.C. 'The Man' Collins - 1
R.C. is a poisonous knob-jockey, possibly with a heart of gold, but without much interesting to say.
My bet is he was a sniffly, weedy kid who couldn't make the tunnel-ball team and now takes his latent sports fetish out on us like Fred Nile at the mardi gras.
He's right about Leunig, though.
And the games, frankly.
Hang on, I'm all turned around. I am intrigued by his views and wish to subscribe to his weekly pamphlet.
Arsey! You're back! We've missed you since those halcyon days when you used to drop in, just to let us know you cared.
Incidentally - caring about hospitals and public transport? That sounds like something a Lefty would say.
*narrows eyes*
tuppence, always welcome your contributions.
Still typing by blowing through a straw I see.
Such verbal dexterity and wit provides the kind of odious refreshment that can only emanate from the spawn of a secret brother-sister tryst.
What's lefty about wanting to spend my tax contributions on anything but an overblown school sports carnival?
Peter. You are most welcome. Come back anytime.
Tee hee hee.
Arsey, you are the Danna Vale of blog commenters. You make no sense at all, but we love hearing from you.
Bit dissappointed you didn't flatten your boobs on the ABC goldfish bowl during AM.
That would have been the best way to end the date
I would have if I wasn't being forcibly ejected from Federation Square, brokenleg.
BITCH
Where are you Friday Q&A's?
GET TO IT.
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