'Out of line' - an exceptionally broad term if you're in Switzerland, or so I hear. Like: does that include smiling to oneself in public?

Newf - Nam in Aug/Sept. You there, boy? Or is the chicken lickin' whippin' ya already?

Tony - Get off (on) it.

Acquired a hi-fi and a couch within a few days of each other. Like peanut butter and jam.

Rog - In future, kindly post all nude shots of Simunye presenters

Hamster porn. One for the Psi Exchange?

Wots a cosh?

Also went to the Lucky Strike party in CT. Crap. Utter. Who-tus? Also had to drink more than a six-pack to cope. Also in a hangar. All so anti-climactic.

Rog - that's a classic site. Excerpt:
Laura Bush's Guide To Republican Glamour:
"I simply tuck my breasts into the elastic waistband of my Dress Barn skirt (to keep them from giving me a black eye when I gallop through the West Wing)."
Got any more?

Roger that, G.
Gee, that Roger!

What's that? The font's too small... (wheeze, wheeze)

You bet your weener. Did you read the hate mail?

You have GOT to check this one out:

http://www.geocities.com/CapitolHill/Senate/2680/

"The book awoke something dark in the woods. It got into my hand and it went bad. So I lopped it off at the wrist. In order to rid myself of the foul thing, I read from a passage in the book that was supposed to open a hole. A hole in Time that would send the Evil back. And it worked."

Correction: "shmockolocko" roughly translates as "smokING bird", the present participle implying the verb, which in turn connotes altered states of consciousness.

Tony - Go to Psi Exchange. We're going to make a million dollars. Then we're going to become powerful. Then we're going to get laid.

There are not enough crosses and nails in this world... maybe in the Next...

Tony - there is only one other quiet such as this: that of post-nuclear detonation. The hush which heralds the Dark Days of the Blog where I RULE!!!! All shall bow and scrape before me. And you, loyal Petrax, shall be rewarded with many virgins and that farm I promised you in Bolivia. hahah ha ha ha ha HA HA HA HAAAA!!!

http://www.israelnationalnews.com/english/radio/ram/eng-video/jihad-80.ram

Tony - Life after 25 can be summed up as: purgatorial decline. We flap and we falter. We limp into oblivion, paying dearly for our sins, already bemoaned, already half-ghosts. And as the gloom of our twilight nips our heels and we see how wrong we were, and how sad, we realize that there is only one thing to do. Yes, you guessed it. Euthenasia. But, by Jove, no matter how much we chop and schnarff the beleaguered ol' ticker just keeps on beating. Whither now? And how? Brown? Cow?

Pol - There are three types of refugees in this world, in descending order of, er, educatedness: flying, floating and crawling. Britain is a small island with a well-protected coastline. It stands to reason, therefore, that you don't get the floaters or the crawlers over there. BTW - did you know that the American government endows instantaneous citizenship on any Puerto Ricans who set foot on American soil? They float there in droves. But, in what must be one of the most remarkable twists of bureaucratic logic in the world, the Florida Coast Guard does its damnedest to prevent them from achieving this. Astounding.

Hey Bloggers. Missed you all on my b-day. Thanks for the SMSs and good wishes. You were all there in spirit: methylated, distilled and high.

Tonus - Pepper spray? Jesus' semen! You've been in Switzerland too long, man. You've lost the edge. What happened to the old I'll-assemble-an-AK47-in-thirty-seconds-with-a-blindfold-on psychotic Italian we all loved to hate so much? Don't you remember? South African criminals (some of them our best friends [Ro-o-o-og...]) use pepper spray when they cook and need stun guns to get their sexual kicks with! Bru, where you come from cutesy self-defence gadgets are for disciplining wives and armour piercing bullets are considered a friendly warning.

Rog - Point well taken. One of the Golden Rules of Nature is: what you don't [see/feel/hear] can't [hurt/edify] you. To fuck with a Law of Nature is to ask for trouble. There's nothing we can do about that. We are but karmic vessels.
Psi - As you read this, my forces gather and slaver in the South. Come to the Dark Side, son.
Garthfunkel - Congratulations! Any chance of a Cape Town visit before departure?

Guys, Lara's right. Enough vitriol. Can't you see? We're just compensating for our insecurities. All this caustic wit is really a... reaching out... a desperate search for connection... a gurgle of the Inner Child. I think it's time for a group blog hug. Come on. Yes, Roger, you too. Blog hug.

Newf - As usual, I escaped Jo'burg with my sanity in blackened tatters. Don't make me go through that again, I beg you. Rather, you come here, where the air is rich in oxygen and the women dodge you in slow-motion.

Pipi for my bung-hole!
Spread the love and all its fun diseases

America has just banned medical marijuana use. Consider me on board the Petra-Legassik World Domination intifada. All we need is a sniper rifle and George W. Bush in our sights. I'm ready, brothers, Jah hu Akbaaaaaar!

Andy - compost mentis

Newf - Didn't take you long to get into the anal mood on the blog. All greased up, eh? Az taggid li, chabibi, mah atta osseh? Effoh atta? Lowburg? Lamma? Oy.

DUFUS!!! Why the hell're you always leaving your boards in Kommetjie??? It's like leaving your burger on the sill at the Drive-Thru!!!!!

only got one leash

Andy - Solly's/Queens, 5pm

p r f f f t
bloep, bloep
shkvetch

Polly leaves for London today. Woe and damnation.
What's with the new blog title? Sounds intriguing. What's Ray been up to?
Welcome, Noof. Ve haff bin expecting you. Now bend over vile I insert...
Rog - how do you do it? Teach me, Dark Lard.
Rock - have you ANY idea what you're letting yourself in for on Friday? My condolences to those parts of your brain which have anything to do with morality and justice.

"My blog"??? Since when is this Andy's blog?
Move to castrate. Aye. (In fact, anyone who can't spell 'Hieronymus' should be impaled. But Andy would enjoy that...)
Psi - did you get me a NY sidewalk gunk scraping like I asked? If not, I shall have to set Petrax on you.

Roses are red
Violets are bluish
If it weren't for Jesus
We'd all be Jewish

oh andy, flat roolz : check this - well okay maybe I can follow some of them.
psi, that day in may i am scheduled to see my home football team play their last (ever probly) game in football's finest league. oh dark dark day - i will weep.
tony - if we have the guns and we have andy on our side then we cannot help but ... okay, we're fucked. but maybe if we come up with a good enough plan....

(far too late to be blogging)

x sean

Tony - ami@sacitylife.com; oh and: cheddar, gouda, feta, EMMENTAL, EMMENTAL, EMMENTAL!!!!

The Psi-borg makes a valid point. We need more chiecks. How many Orcs does it take to tie-up a human female?

By Jove! By Christ's sequinned ball gown! He's back! Quick, Petrax, load the catapult with our most feremented haemorrhoid-drainings. And rouse The Dark Lard Young. Our time is high and nigh.

The Flat is the Dark Tower to which we are drawn by strange and frightening Forces. The Flat is Mordor. The Flat is our purgatorial obsession. The Flat is what will be left when the rivers run pus and vomit, the Flat and our frozen ashes in neat little piles on the Couch.
Flee, Milly. Run. Trust no-one, especially she who that Orc Petrax calls 'maid'. Go now, Milly-poo, and take this enchanted pack of Elven Rizla, this only-once-used condom found along the distant northern regions of Rivonia Road, and this Bottomless Bankie from Capetonia, for you never know when you might need them.

One of these days my liver is gonna crawl out of my asshole while I'm sleeping and escape.
Sean - speak to Andy about a place to stay.
Tony - your suck criteria are more relevant to/descriptive of
a) Geneva
b) you
c) yo' mama
than anything here that I can think of.
What the fuck is a penguin?

ahh the north south divide - it's a global ting.



(okay it's old but it's fun)

ami - nuttin permanent ... I'm looking forward to it too bru.

tony - join me and together we will RULE THE WORLD!

have a great weekend peeps, bank holiday here and for once the sun IS shining...

love

sean

www.anzwers.net/hot/drjohnston/pics2/sick3.jpg

I think I should warn you...

Rog - Did I step in something? Again? Nice to hear Bunny's well. She was always a good girl, deep down, just as you are an old softie.
Sean - Er, let's just say we both have exceptional taste in/good luck with women. Look forward to jammin' wicha in CT. You got a place to stay?
Dan - could you send the 'cynthe directly to me, please, as requested?
Tonus - you'd be proud of me; I'm typing code to break these lines.
see?
Now, how do I leave a line blank?

hey bloggers - watch the absinth, whatever you do - DO NOT MIX WITH COCAINE. That's the only warning I'm giving you. You'll be pleased to know I survived a brief skirmish with the forces of babylon yesterday, am still waiting for my SA passport (apparently currently on Buthelezi's desk) and am re-energised about life in general due to my recent discovery of a small group of cunning activists plotting the revolution via a combination of the internet technologies and a ridiculously large european union grant.

(ami - distant flowers - that pretty much hits the nail on the head, respect to your lyricism)

(andy - stop talking this sif efrican jibberish and remember there are limeys around too...!)

x sean

Bunny Fu-Fu, Dan, (and I'm as sorry for rearing this subject, Rog, as I was sorry for rearing her) was a nymphette sponsored by the highest echelons of Berea's Nigerian 'ambassadors'. Roger tried to help her because he was young and idealistic in those days and honestly thought he could. I vaguely recall being involved, somehow, briefly and detrimentally. We think she may still be alive today.

Think hand-cream, team.

What we fear is not the absinthe; what's really scary is the (already-too-familiar) prospect of Roger surrounded by quasi-conscious Bunny Foo Foos. Eep. I think I should shut up now...

Second that, Spank-o.
Dan - the Cape Town crew is not only keen but also more deserving of such rare inebriation. 6 portions of the strong stuff here, pour favor. That's R350 (with some fiscal girth beyond the exchange rate, pour tu). Just post your bank account details and full processing instructions. As well as a description of your experiences (sans Castanedanization).
Petrovich - how do we post pics and links to movies?
Dodge/Dan - the best way to package any contraband is in a tub of hand cream. Simply scoop out a portion and re-seal using cling-wrap. Dan, you can add this to the price.

Word is Ray's just moved into a new place. Flown the nest at last. A hearty round of applause, yes?

"I hate people. Do you hate people?"
"No, but I seem to feel better when they're not around."

Rest easy, Comrade Petrovich, most of ze stains veel probably vash out.

San Francisco has just passed an ordinance entitling city employees to free sex change operations. The city will fork out the required $50 000 on demand. I shit you not - Check it out at Salon.com.

Tony - just letting you know that the infamous EVILflat302 was put to excellent use this long weekend. Ta.