Underrated and universally hated? ie the old "i cant stand lying there in my own filth"
Yeah well, I like my filth.
I like my own filth .
And baths ..
Underrated things in life
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I like my own filth .
And baths ..
If there's one fast food franchise that needs to spread eastwards it's Chicken Treat. I've never been west of Adelaide never mind eaten The Treat but the West Aussies in my life speak of it with a kind of reverence and that means something.
It would do really well over here ...
Tbh not sure it's not really much different to Red Rooster just a better version imo.
I want chicken treat right now .
Yeah me too.
Smelling like salt water and coconut alllll day 
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When are you back?? Are you still there for new years??Smelling like salt water and coconut alllll day
We arrive home at 9pm New Year’s Eve thanks to a Qantas **** up
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****ing Qantas. Now there's something that's definitely not underrated
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Was just sitting on the coach on the perfect angle that a hefty fart gave my balls a real nice tickle.
That's an underrated thing in life.
That's an underrated thing in life.
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How'd coach feel about it?
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I've been ruminating on this story for about 10 days, I wasn't sure where to post it. But god I've been wanting to tell it!
I think it's underrated how much of a lay up comedy eulogies are... that's the tenuous link to the thread!
I went to a funeral about 10 days ago. It wasn't someone I knew well, but his sister is one of my good friends. The guy who died was mid-50s (Rob) and died of cancer, they have a trans sister who is early 50s (Nikki), and my friend Maggie is a bit younger, about 38 I think.
I'm going to recount this story as best as I can as though it were mine, only cos it's the easiest way to tell it. I haven't stopped thinking about this for 10 days, after Nikki gave one of the all time great eulogies.
It's a bit sad and ironic that Rob died so close to Christmas.
One of our Christmas traditions dating back nearly 50 years, which we only ever missed 4 or 5 times, was backyard cricket on Christmas Day. Thing was, Rob was the worst cricketer in the world. Couldn't bat, couldn't bowl, couldn't catch. Maggie is 15 years younger than him and there was still only a 2 year window when he was better than her, and she was 5!
It became an important tradition over the years. When I was in my early 30s and had just come out as a trans woman, Rob was the first one who understood. We played cricket, and he made me feel like nothing had changed. And maybe part of his enthusiasm was thinking that my increase in oestrogen would level the cricket pitch... but he was right and wrong. Wrong about oestrogen leveling the playing field, right about nothing having changed. Still dominated him.
As most of you know, Rob was quite sick last Christmas, and we didn't expect him to make it this long. But he still wanted to play cricket. And I thought to myself "God, we're in our 50s now, he's about to die... maybe I let him have this one. Maybe it improves his mood. Maybe it gives him a few more days.
So he stumbles in a couple of steps to bowl to me, and he lobs me a pie. I immediately think "maybe he can get f**ked" and hit him over his head for six. (Nikki starts shadow batting and doing sound effects as the priest looks on confused and horrified.)
Next ball, pull shot over the fence for 6. (still shadow batting)
Next ball, I smashed it straight back at him.
He ended up needing to rest, and when I retired on 100 he was well enough to have a bat. First ball? Sconed the f**ker. It was the greatest day of cricket we'd ever played.
Although ironically we could strap some pads to him next week (ie. Christmas) and he'd play better than he did last year.
The crowd was howling, except for the priest. Best eulogy I've ever seen. But as I said, I strongly suspect they're a lay up (or a straight drive back past the bowler given the context) if you go the comedy route.
I think it's underrated how much of a lay up comedy eulogies are... that's the tenuous link to the thread!
I went to a funeral about 10 days ago. It wasn't someone I knew well, but his sister is one of my good friends. The guy who died was mid-50s (Rob) and died of cancer, they have a trans sister who is early 50s (Nikki), and my friend Maggie is a bit younger, about 38 I think.
I'm going to recount this story as best as I can as though it were mine, only cos it's the easiest way to tell it. I haven't stopped thinking about this for 10 days, after Nikki gave one of the all time great eulogies.
It's a bit sad and ironic that Rob died so close to Christmas.
One of our Christmas traditions dating back nearly 50 years, which we only ever missed 4 or 5 times, was backyard cricket on Christmas Day. Thing was, Rob was the worst cricketer in the world. Couldn't bat, couldn't bowl, couldn't catch. Maggie is 15 years younger than him and there was still only a 2 year window when he was better than her, and she was 5!
It became an important tradition over the years. When I was in my early 30s and had just come out as a trans woman, Rob was the first one who understood. We played cricket, and he made me feel like nothing had changed. And maybe part of his enthusiasm was thinking that my increase in oestrogen would level the cricket pitch... but he was right and wrong. Wrong about oestrogen leveling the playing field, right about nothing having changed. Still dominated him.
As most of you know, Rob was quite sick last Christmas, and we didn't expect him to make it this long. But he still wanted to play cricket. And I thought to myself "God, we're in our 50s now, he's about to die... maybe I let him have this one. Maybe it improves his mood. Maybe it gives him a few more days.
So he stumbles in a couple of steps to bowl to me, and he lobs me a pie. I immediately think "maybe he can get f**ked" and hit him over his head for six. (Nikki starts shadow batting and doing sound effects as the priest looks on confused and horrified.)
Next ball, pull shot over the fence for 6. (still shadow batting)
Next ball, I smashed it straight back at him.
He ended up needing to rest, and when I retired on 100 he was well enough to have a bat. First ball? Sconed the f**ker. It was the greatest day of cricket we'd ever played.
Although ironically we could strap some pads to him next week (ie. Christmas) and he'd play better than he did last year.
The crowd was howling, except for the priest. Best eulogy I've ever seen. But as I said, I strongly suspect they're a lay up (or a straight drive back past the bowler given the context) if you go the comedy route.
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Reminds me of when I was on Rottnest Island when I was 18. I bought some coconut oil tanning oil, which I thought was sun cream. The next day I was as red as a lobster. That stuff smells amazing though.Smelling like salt water and coconut alllll day
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I have to deliver a eulogy at my mum's memorial service next month. Maybe I should go the comedy route.
Us 4 kids all told funny stories about Mum. We wanted to remember her awesome sense of humour and for it to be a celebration not a sad event. It was awesome. She would have loved the music I chose too.
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Weddings and funerals are about the most receptive audience you’ll ever find. People want to laugh or remember funny events. Just don’t go the shock comedy route too hard. No wife wants to hear about all the birds the groom shagged before her.
I was playing Darren Lyons the mayor/Big brother knob was umpiring
I was bowling ..
Straight ball driven straight back at me hard .. diving to stop it cracks me right in the knee ...ouch.
Batman and OPP captain asks you ok ...me yes ,can't walk ..ok it's the 19th over we'll take drinks now ..
Lyon shaking his head ...he said stuff him .(me)
Has drink ..felling better .
Ok right to go.
Next ball not as full but swings in to take middle stump...
Captain well bowled.
Lyons kicking the turf.
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Or I knew the wife before she used to rock and roll.
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I played cricket against SHOC when Simon Tregenza played for them and after a wayward throw from the outfield one of his own teammates was heard saying that he can't get dispose of a cricket ball properly either.I was playing Darren Lyons the mayor/Big brother knob was umpiring
I was bowling ..
Straight ball driven straight back at me hard .. diving to stop it cracks me right in the knee ...ouch.
Batman and OPP captain asks you ok ...me yes ,can't walk ..ok it's the 19th over we'll take drinks now ..
Lyon shaking his head ...he said stuff him .(me)
Has drink ..felling better .
Ok right to go.
Next ball not as full but swings in to take middle stump...
Captain well bowled.
Lyons kicking the turf.
4 over throws ...
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