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Update: whack rappers beware, Kirkman and I-Rock are bashin braincells on the mix tonight.
we want Ian!
not the one from nepean!
who isnt very me-an, who never stops peein.
girl's, he's got three in
many more in sweden
better get a lead-in
cos the guys, we dont need him
and we can't afford to feed him
but the girls, well they heed him
what did it take to breed him?
3 cows, a man, and a steed...him
his mama gave birth and freed him!
that ian from nepean sweden!
(Kirk and I spat alternating rhymes in an msn rap battle thisafter)
Some from above water now...
These photos were taken by various people.
Wildlife enthusiasts and seedy perves alike will find a lot to enjoy on Lay-dee Musgrave (pick the Norwegian):
Mags shows up the boys with a spangled emperor (the best of the best) on her first ever spearfishing attempt. What did I spear? Several metres of empty water column, and a sandy patch recently vacated by a largish trout.
Mat maintains a zen-like state of calm as the world zooms past him.
Make of this what you will. The girls and I seem to have a sufficient supply of tequila for the time being.
After a long, hard day, woody enjoys an ice-cold cock.
Tutan-comin-atchya.
Spot the difference.
More candle-lit goodness, from the card table at the playboy mansion.
choco and steve.
mat and choco.
Cus, pensive. Don't eat the flag behind him, I think it's poisonous!
FUGU ME!
For those who care, my final PhD thesis is currently at the book binders, and will be handed in tomorrow.
we want Ian!
not the one from nepean!
who isnt very me-an, who never stops peein.
girl's, he's got three in
many more in sweden
better get a lead-in
cos the guys, we dont need him
and we can't afford to feed him
but the girls, well they heed him
what did it take to breed him?
3 cows, a man, and a steed...him
his mama gave birth and freed him!
that ian from nepean sweden!
(Kirk and I spat alternating rhymes in an msn rap battle thisafter)
Some from above water now...
These photos were taken by various people.
Wildlife enthusiasts and seedy perves alike will find a lot to enjoy on Lay-dee Musgrave (pick the Norwegian):
Mags shows up the boys with a spangled emperor (the best of the best) on her first ever spearfishing attempt. What did I spear? Several metres of empty water column, and a sandy patch recently vacated by a largish trout.
Mat maintains a zen-like state of calm as the world zooms past him.
Make of this what you will. The girls and I seem to have a sufficient supply of tequila for the time being.
After a long, hard day, woody enjoys an ice-cold cock.
Tutan-comin-atchya.
Spot the difference.
More candle-lit goodness, from the card table at the playboy mansion.
choco and steve.
mat and choco.
Cus, pensive. Don't eat the flag behind him, I think it's poisonous!
FUGU ME!
For those who care, my final PhD thesis is currently at the book binders, and will be handed in tomorrow.
posted by I-Rock at 12:16 AM
10 Comments:
The tequila party shot is disturbing. Especially since the bottom half of my bikini is visible.
Do you have the candlelight profile shots? Those were rad. I will send the morning rainbow shots in return, via private communication.
Also, hurrah on the thesis! I got a letter today, as it happens, which says it has been accepted without any further examination... Double hurrah!
Well done my friend!
I'd go as far as to say "Huzzah!!"
more candle-lit photos have been added to blog, full size en route via email.
That was your bikini, wasn't it? not borrowed from one of the girls?
I care - but I do NOT heed you, or nobody for that matter.
Muchos smoochos of congrats!
xx
Argh - double negative! Attacks! Don't heed ANYone.
can I talk to you on Messenger, please?
Sorry! Left msn on after I left work!
Did you want a rap battle??
kidding.. if you're online early friday your time might catch u, but am going away for the weekend.
Congrats! Well done on everything.
(second attempt, damn you firefox and your proliferation of tabbed web pages)
Thanks!
Since the tomorrow in the post is now today, final hardbound thesis has been given to the library to be put on a shelf and never opened again. Perhaps it will supply a portion of the heat energy in the great fires of 2073. Perhaps it will survive the fires, and function as a bible of sorts for the mutant hoards that roam the post-apocalyptic world. Either way is good, the important thing is it's serving a purpose.
As Alferd Packer sang:
The sky is blue and all the leaves are green,
my heart's as warm as a baked potato,
I think I know precisely what I mean,
when I say it's a shpedoinkle day.
big ups, you published author, you.
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