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Monday, May 01, 2006

oh god, why didn't anybody tell me?

[listening to ::: steady as she goes - the raconteurs]

sooooooooooo, the interview was today. can't really say how it went. they asked questions, i answered them. then i asked questions, and they answered them. crazy. we'll see...

went to maitland on the weekend for the groovin' the moo festi. hilltop hoods were good as usual, but i think they're losing their shine for having seen them about 8 times, now. END OF FASHION were outstanding. the guy sounds great live and the band were really tight. the crowd were fucked in the head, though. really rude and stupid. the herd were also there and they were really fun - great live band with an accordion and a new chick vocalist. and i also had a spazzy dance to faker's hurricane. ooh la la la, ooh la la la, ooh la!

the last post reminded me of a hilarious scene from THE FAMILY GUY.

ps. "I got 8-crates of Ipecac from Mort, all on my tab." Ipecac is something you drink that induces vomiting. it's usually drunk after swallowing poison. i think i've already given away too much. just watch.

[alright. YouTube deleted the FAMILY GUY video, probably for copyright reasons so if you missed it, it's over!!!]

i killed myself laughing, the first time i saw it. even my dad, who was watching it in his room cracked up and he doesn't speak a word of english. ahh, i'm glad spewing is funny in all languages.





Bwahahahaha, I love that scene. My favourite part is the line you picked for the title.

I'm just about wetting myself here, I hope you're proud.  


stick around.. making people wet is just one of my many talents.. ;) ha!  


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