tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76659597722947395192024-02-20T10:50:13.375-08:00JNavinRomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14209149112112013298noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665959772294739519.post-33631516842995779952008-10-30T08:08:00.000-07:002008-10-30T08:09:12.794-07:00Dirty minds!!I was scared at first.<br />It was very wide, and very long,<br />and it angled straight up.<br />I decided I had to try it once.<br />I slowly and carefully eased myself onto it.<br />It felt weird at first.<br />Then I got used to it.<br />I went up and down, and up and down on it.<br />I was really loving it.Romhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14209149112112013298noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665959772294739519.post-46133074764457851992008-10-20T08:07:00.000-07:002008-10-30T08:08:34.184-07:00The War on TerrorismA platoon of soldiers was patrolling north of Fallujah when they came upon an Iraqi terrorist, badly injured and unconscious.<br /><br />On the opposite side of the road was an Australian soldier in a similar but less serious state.<br /><br />The soldier was conscious and alert and as first aid was given to both men, the Platoon Leader asked the injured Australian what had happened.<br /><br />The soldier reported, 'I was heavily armed and moving north along the highway here, and coming south was a heavily armed insurgent.'<br />We saw each other and both took cover in the ditches along the road. I yelled to him that Saddam Hussein was a miserable, lowlife scum bag who got what he deserved.<br /><br />He yelled back that Kevin Rudd is a bureaucratic, good-for-nothing, left wing labour dickhead who knows bugger all about running a country.'<br /><br />'So I said that Osama Bin Laden dresses and acts like a frigid, mean-spirited lesbian!'<br /><br />He retaliated by yelling, 'Oh yeah? Well, so does Julia Gillard !'<br /><br />'And, there we were, in the middle of the road, laughing, shaking hands, When a bloody truck hit us.'Romhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14209149112112013298noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665959772294739519.post-4942781782724005852008-10-16T04:00:00.000-07:002008-10-30T08:07:40.732-07:00I wish i didn't have this story to tell...First let me set the scene. it was glastonbury, my friend was sharing his tent with his girlfriend. He and I were knackered from our previous evening, not of drugs, but of cold from leaky boots, drenched coats, being indie-kids and getting lost.<br /><br />That morning, i need a poo<br /><br />Says i "do you have any bog roll i can borrow?"<br /><br />"yes", says he "its in one of those bags here in my tent"<br /><br />he rumages through carrier bags<br /><br />"Maybe its this one...no...this ones a bag of shit"<br /><br />"what," says me "like a bag with, like, shit in it?"<br /><br />"yes" he replies<br /><br />and there it was a bag with a poo in it from his dear lady friend, too tired to find the toilets the day before.<br /><br />i really hope she doesn't read these boards<br />edit\ i have been informed by her (now ex) boyfriend that i should also mention that she is now a published writer of a series of books based on a long-running sci-fi series.Romhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14209149112112013298noreply@blogger.com0