Something For Nothing
There is a cryptic tip in this. See if you can find it.
Always back the horse named self-interest, son. It'll be the only one trying
There is a cryptic tip in this. See if you can find it.
Forty years does a lot of damage to a man. Especially one who has smoked 40 darbs and drunk a bottle of spirits every day for 40 years, not to mention the illicit drug use and the stress of the 7 day a week punt. It could be worse I guess. I might be married […]
My beloved Dad resting in state. I did everything I could to help him, except help him die, because the law didn’t allow it, and he wouldn’t let me go to jail even though I was prepared to for love, just like Kylie Truswell-Mobbs. Dad loved me as much as I loved him, and it […]
Archue The pricks will steal anything these days. Nothing is safe. Gone are the days when we lived in the country and didnt lock our doors and left the keys in the car. I drive a HR truck about 40 days per year to make ends meet. Recently I had 150 litres of fuel stolen […]
You can’t really blame the 23-year-old Maggie for looking at me with lust in her eyes like this, can you? Or her continuing to look at me the same way exactly 30 years to the day later? Or me her either. I love my wife. She’s as hot now as was she was when we […]
The CFMEU was once a great union. It’s militancy achieved huge gains in terms of safety, wages and working conditions for its members who work in one of the most dangerous and, for construction company owners, profitable industries in Australia. The men who ran Multiplex, Lendlease and other major multinational building companies didn’t become mega […]
Some people love women. Others love horses. Even more again love coke. One or three of them horse trainers and their lawyers. Blokes who make craven threats of quarter of a million dollar defamation suits. Clowns. I know which one I am. Tweet tweet. What about you? Note to Clowns If you are going to […]
My wife Maggie is 53 today. It’s hard to believe that she was only 23 when I met her. Where have the years gone? Who cares. I love her now as much as the day we met. She is still as beautiful too. Happy birthday sweetheart. You got me. Always have had. Big time. XXXXX
What sort of old bloke would get his wife’s name tattooed on his chest, and wear her necklaces? One who loves her, and has a high degree of confidence in his swordsmanship skills I guess. Happy Birthday Maggie Mama. Every day is one when I am with you. Love you forever. B xxxx
It is 3.30 in the morning. A wee little kid named Carmel Zullo – age 2 1/2 – is asleep in her bedroom on her parent’s cane farm in Miallo, a tiny hamlet in the middle of nowhere in Far North QLD, about 40 minutes north of Port Douglas. It’s World War II, and the […]