Bitter but optimistic

No need dc, no need. The old tackle is still fine. However, I would be interested to know how one attracts donors for such procedures. When the op is really fine tuned, I imagine there will be some nervous horses about the place.

Just heard from Biffen for the first time since he embarrassed me at the football last Monday. The fellow has no sense of propriety whatsoever. Anyway he is currently bragging about his latest venture in social climbing. Apparently he was invited to a "degustation" dinner by one of his colleagues. Biffen fairly gushed about the night. The menu consisted of "Sav soup" - that's what left after you have the actual savs for hors d'oeuvres and , naturally, a parma and chips for the main. The wine list was equally impressive - lots of bubbles, five litre casks of "South East Australian" dry red and flagons of Tawny Port to finish. Classy.

Disgraceful!! Clearly discrimination based on height.

"untiring support of the MFC" is best rewarded with a bong RL.

I fear my esteemed upper class mate Earl Hood may not being enjoying his free trade non genetic modified latte this morning. I have noted, sadly, that his name does not seem to appear as a gongee on list printed on this day of celebration in honour of our esteemed monarch's nativity. His selfless work in dealing with the eerr .... dregs of our community is again unrewarded and unrecognized.

I don't need any warnings. Lunch with Biffen is always expensive.

Now here is some surprising news - Biffen has suggested we go to the footy together. Well ok How about lunch first Well ok Bring your credit card FMD The fellow has no conscience or shame at all.

He also provides us with muscle and aggression at the contest. That is something we have been sadly lacking. I'm sick of Melbourne players being brushed aside or unable to hold a tackle. Our pizzweakness (sic)has been plain embarrassing over recent years.

The Penthouse at the GAT is the centre of Biffen's reality. When he is doing drugs there - geography, politics, money etc all just blend into the haze.

Well Jizz I wouldn't want to cramp your style with the young heifers.

Bah!! Not much of a story. An enlightened educator like myself would have given the little rotter a jolly good thrashing.

The Alpacas are going ok Mable - the barn is centrally heated. In fact I flaked out there after last night's culinary disaster ( and a further bottle of shiraz). Can't chat as I'm currently trying to recover my reputation for producing culinary delights. Might be my last chance with the squeeze.

I'm venting! What a disaster of a night. Wanted to impress the squeeze tonight with a special dinner. Well FMD. First the young lady I'd employed to help for the night walked out and left me high and dry. Silly really. I had a bit of a slip and had to grab something to save myself- I'm sure all reasonable people will understand - well anyway, I'll let the courts sort that out. Then I thought all was going along swimmingly with my own chefing until ... Well Romsey Manor has a gourmet kitchen - including one of those fancy double ovens .... but somehow the system failed me! The temperatures were the wrong way around!!! FMD!!! Then the neighbour arrived making accusations and everything went to shite. Perhaps Earl Hood can advise me but being of a higher social order can be difficult.

Silly mistake Moon! That's Jizza you're talking about! Gumboots, cow shite and terrified heifers!

I will always be "the gentleman from Romsey" - such things are a birthright after all all. However, you are correct, It seems that the ladies have worked me out. Classy dames such as Mable ignore me and Biff's slags demand inordinate amounts of money for displays of affection. The "lads" do remain reliable.

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Smart move Mable. There are some real dic k heads on this site and you are wise ( and a woman of discernment ) to avoid them.

"You're (wet) dreamin Moon"

aahh Biff! There is no competition you are the cleverest writer on this site. FMD That is a gem

Depends where you buy them OD. Any banana purchased at an Asian market is better (sadly) than anything you will buy in oz.

Simple overarching autobiographical statement really.

Enjoyed a luxury cruise on Lake Titicaca not that many years ago. I recall purchasing some trinkets from poor people who lived on floating haystacks. I don't think they could afford quinoa.

You're very lucid today Biffen. What happened to your usual Sunday drug overload?

Funny you should say that. One Saturday evening while rehydrating in the dressing rooms there was a gigantic Melbourne thunderstorm. After about half an hour you could have floated "Proud Mary" on Sparks Reserve. The water was halfway up the goalposts. Sparks was an integral feature of the stormwater drainage system for that area.

I played a lot of cricket at Sparks Reserve.