Phillip Island (Cowes Park)

Never heard of that place...

hey richie.

im eatin pistachio nuts, they fucken rule, some of 'em are hard to open, others aren't.

Pistachio's are good!
Yoo eetin salterd or uthawyz?

haha you get those ones that feel like they're gonna crack your teeth eh hahahaha why is dat funny fors?

Ah fuck this I can just see it now - I'll get home, the weather will look doubtful so I'll ditch the skate, then the rain will hold off.


FUCKEN I might buy some nuts. And vodka.

yeah buy nuts. i cant stop eatin them haha. got almonds aswell, not as good as pistachios but still good.

and when i get that feeling, its SEXUAL HEALING

psssst dregs. i think dandan wants foxs number...

give him dunnas number n tell him its fox.

I thought the line was "and when get that feeling, I need a sexual healing"

I didn't buy nuts, or vodka.

What's he want my number for? Try and sus out the DK deal or something?


*makes reference to FKMNKZKRW*

Almonds all the way...Hootie Hoo!

Anyone heard that jazz song called Salt Peanuts? It's kinda funny. OOOORRRRR (yes that's a big or) I dunno the name of the song but it has a line in it "I'm stepping out my dear into an atmosphere that simply reeks of class"
Yeah check that out.

http://www.filmsite.org/toph2.html

The stylish backdrop for the number is suggestive of a Parisian street with the Eiffel Tower in the background. The chorus struts and lunges back and forth, and then separates in two for Jerry, who makes his way forward to the front of the stage. The chorus closes behind him as he begins the title song by reading the telegram invitation to a formal party, pretending it is a prop for his number:


I've just got an invitation through the mail.
Your presence requested this evening is formal
Top hat, white tie, and tails.
He acts out dressing for the formal affair, putting on his top hat, straightening his white tie, and brushing off his tuxedo tails, as the chorus line of top-hatted men behind him stands at a slight angle watching him:


Oh I'm puttin' on my top hat
Tyin' up my white tie
Brushin' off my tails...
I'm steppin' out, my dear
To breathe an atmosphere
That simply reeks with class
And I trust
That you'll excuse my dust
When I step on the gas

Jerry and the chorus pace to one side, and then to the other. When they pause behind him, he lets go a tap dance barrage, whirls, and then waits for the chorus to repeat the movement. Then, the chorus disappears from the stage in three directions (to the rear and two sides), leaving him to solo tap dance with his tapping cane, circling around it, and using it in creative gestures and moves. The music slows and stops, and the lights are lowered. Suddenly, he becomes a lonely man threatened by his strange and darkened, shadowy environment. He expresses many different emotions and feelings, snapping from one to another: friendliness, wariness, startled surprise, crouching to express readiness in the presence of menace, confidence.

cool

yeah. cool.
what was it?

ARSE

Hey Dregs you're coming through in about two weeks eh?

oh shit, its that close? i need to get some money from somewhere

ahah

yeah

A little foxa dregsie reunion aye

and what a sexy reunion its going to be

Sexy reunion you say?


Oh you wait until you see the new dance steps I've been practicing Dregs!

on the Dance Dance Revolution?

GET DOWN!

Nah nah not on dance revolution. In my underpants.

all the way to the bank...

Sperm bank revert
cq

http://funtasticus.com/20071109/why-i-dont-like-bets/

I like bets.