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High rolling poker action. Glebe lowlifes and reprobates. JT on a conjugal visit from Long Bay.


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Only their mother can tell them apart.


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Jimmy - A really, really, ridiculously good looking cat.


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Straight from the pages of Who Weekly.


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J.R. "Bob" Dobbs, that LIVING GOD WHO WALKS THIS PLANET EARTH IN HUCKSTER'S SHOES.


Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Why I may never be elected Leader the Australian Labor Prty 

With all the hoo haa of Kevin Rudd's visit to that establishment in New York - I, like all men of propriety, paused to consider if I have ever been to such a place.

And I'm not ashamed to admit it, yes, was my answer.

I recalled a blurry evening back in my early 20's when I had gone to a strip club in Hindley Street back in Adelaide and, religiously keeping my arms tucked in to my sides, seen cream in places i had never seen before.

Then I thought some more over the course of the day, and damn, i remembered I had been to Patpong Road, Bangkok, sometime in my late 20's and seen string in places i had never seen before.

Fair enough, a day or so passed and I remembered Eloise and I went to a strip joint in Adelaide, the Crazy Horse. It's legendary. And wasn't there that time in Mitchell during Summernats - that was rough and that guy in the wheelchair got the best spot .. I still think it was a rental.

And God as my witness, I just remembered another one, I went to a strip club in Melbourne ,too. Again in those mis-spent early 20's, on a weekend trip from Adelaide. I got a black eye that weekend and one of my friends kept buying himself lap dances out the back in a small room behind a curtain. Harry, you know who you are ...

I'm pretty sure that's it but will keep you updated reader. I'm levelling completely with you ...

  • I never saw the naked form of a woman straddling me, No Sir, your honour, I did not.
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