short walks on the bitch.
cass single seems pretty fly......................................................... .........................................p.s................ .......................................................while i'd love all to continue to feel free to reach out with 'requests' - please understand that my 'friends' are mainly folk whom i know or whose work i love. i am on a shitty dial-up connection so i cannot listen to your music on lamespace, thus the only strangers i 'add' are impressive in more ethereal ways. i feel kind of guilty 'rejecting' people who i'm sure are friends of friends and are likely to be lovely but i want this to remain somewhat personal.................................................... .....................................shit, eh? check the sincerity!!
jack off with jack shit each saturday arvo from 3 til 5pm on fbi 94.5fm or streaming at www.fbiradio.com. for all playlists and guests go to 'programmes' then click the show on the grid. my severed siamese rival mr kenneth oath attempts a segment on jjj's super-request with rosie beaton on the odd friday also...
coward is a hunt. it's kind of a love gone (right) number whereby two christian virgins marry and go on to lead their country ('straight - into the bowels of hell' is the porno offshoot, you may have seen it) - only to find everything jeopardised by a possibly terminal sexually transmitted disease. how is this possible? could our dear leader have been imprudent enough to have done the dirty with a power-dressing school-zone speed-freak of his acquaintance; behind his (surely) long-suffering wife's back?!? the younger 'battle-axe' sure knows her way into, and out of, a jam - recently being escorted to the cop-shop after running a stop sign - yet then found to be under the blood-alcohol limit and released. could this wart-riddled cuckold and meta-metaboliser have wrangled favours in order to jump-start her stalled political career as the price for her silence re the sly screws? and who wears the pants now that the first 'lady' has the upper red-hand? watch in horror as none of these questions are posed, let alone answered, in this whimsical 50's style romantic comedy.
bindi I's. it's a mini-series about an 8 year old american australian pig-tailed automaton who uses thought-rays to stab her father through the heart so that she can ruthlessly exploit media-whipped hysteria over his demise and subsquent sudden 'i'conic status in order to access not just his empire but the global media through witch her encoded evil transmits. happy happy excitement time!! i and i. watch in horror as she gleefully raises jon-benet from the dead for a playful romp only to burn out her eyes in a fit of jealous age. note the all too brief cameo by sydneys' own sophie d.. will the ultimate hero catch bindi before she drives the ute into mums legs? ooops, fraid not (again!) - even tall kids can be hard to see...unless,of coarse, you've got --- BINDY I'S!!!!!!!!!!
l. ron hubbard's family-murder manual can be constructive in certain scenarios. i think it's called Die-anetics.
friedrich nietzsche, joey and matty johns, charles bukowski, bjork, werner herzog, bon scott, danny buderus, iggy pop, tom baker, certain (and uncertain) plants and aminals, the sea, the sky, earth, everything...