Pick that up and put it down properly!

I feel tumultuous. Like Gary Busey in high wind. Work has been insane in the membrane. Or for the less bombastic: totes nutsack. In the last fortnight, all hell don break loose (stopping just shy of my shorts catching fire with only vodka to put ’em out). Each morning, trying to wake myself to theContinue reading “Pick that up and put it down properly!”

the wuc bytes – anchorman

I love this movie as if it were a love child produced from an ill-fated yet delicious union with Robert Downey Jr. It makes me happy in my comedo bone. It makes me want to grow a curly moustache and smoke a sea-captain pipe. It makes me want to dance in long-johns painted with prancingContinue reading “the wuc bytes – anchorman”

Yes, it’s true. This man has no dick.

I’ve been pondering what my ideal posse would look like; a group of diabolically-awesome people with whom I could shoot the shit (and walk in slow motion). But to assemble the prime posse, I must first put aside the pesky restrictions of reality. This might be considered an exercise in stalking, but I prefer toContinue reading “Yes, it’s true. This man has no dick.”