If I leave my BF and move to Australia will I find the happiness that alludes me here? Or is it the same shitty adage: 'wherever you go--there you are.' I'm sorta tired of hearing that one.
Michael G, do you even realise that Oz is home to the Palazzo Versace resort? That alone means that this is the Heaven On Earth that you seek, non? Yes we have GUCCI. In fact, along one stretch of street not too far from my office we have GUCCI, Chanel, Vuitton, Cartier, Tiffany, Ferragamo, Coach... need I go on?
Now if I could just find a tiny-pricked Dubai Prince to tuck me in between those Versace 1,000 count sheets; I'm just thinking less work for the handjob.
PS - I am not a label whore per se, but 'thanks' for all the other info, too. [you might wish to stand back as that anvil flys by]
Glass half empty kind of day in world today, Mr Guy?
ReplyDeleteThe Great Chinese Chainsaw Massacre, now with added frangipani.
Small Chinese lady
ReplyDeleteA twirling frangipani
In her fingertips
buzzes a chainsaw
Flowers and faggots
ReplyDeleteAn 'us' instead of a 'them'
Newtown sounds like home
Flowers and faggots,
ReplyDeleteDog parks, graffiti and goths,
Newtown has it all.
real cafes and bars
ReplyDeletereally good restaurant food
Darlinghurst is king
Darlinghurst is queen!
ReplyDeleteAs yet undiscovered tribes in West Papua knew you were going to say that (grin). How about:
ReplyDeleteDarlo and Newtown
Thank the god Rufus for both
Vive le difference
If I leave my BF and move to Australia will I find the happiness that alludes me here? Or is it the same shitty adage: 'wherever you go--there you are.' I'm sorta tired of hearing that one.
ReplyDelete:: Is there a GUCCI boutique? ::
Michael G, do you even realise that Oz is home to the Palazzo Versace resort? That alone means that this is the Heaven On Earth that you seek, non? Yes we have GUCCI. In fact, along one stretch of street not too far from my office we have GUCCI, Chanel, Vuitton, Cartier, Tiffany, Ferragamo, Coach... need I go on?
ReplyDeleteWell, you might go on, but will he hear you above all the frantic whacking?
ReplyDelete:-)
ReplyDeleteOh, trust me, I can make myself heard when it's required.
So can I, it seem's.
ReplyDeleteThough don't blame me if the walls are too thin, or noise carries down the hall ;-)
Indeed, Palazzo Versace.
ReplyDelete.: sigh :.
Now if I could just find a tiny-pricked Dubai Prince to tuck me in between those Versace 1,000 count sheets; I'm just thinking less work for the handjob.
PS - I am not a label whore per se, but 'thanks' for all the other info, too. [you might wish to stand back as that anvil flys by]
Wow, you can shoot an anvil out of that thing? Colour me impressed.
ReplyDeleteMight I point out to the random reader that it is MY bedtime MONDAY evening while YOU are blogging at work TUESDAY afternoon?
ReplyDeleteThe 'Aussie bum' is a nice bedtime treat. "thanks"
Sweet dreams, pet. I hope the Aussie Bum boys give you sweet dreams.
ReplyDelete...and suddenly we're back with the whacking off again.
from haiku to masturbation.
ReplyDeletehigh brow to below the belt... my, you've got all covered TOA!