Posts Tagged ‘Wollongong’

Dancing.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Land of the lost.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Tish.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Neon.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Born to be alive.

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Colliding worlds.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Felt fantasy.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Dirty Burger.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Please . . please . . Please . . . . Please . . please, Wollongong, enough with the posts about how wonderful the eating is in Wollongong these days.

We get one new chain eatery in town, and people go beresk.

Now Melbourne, that is a city who knows how to do food.

I shudder to think what sort of frenzy the (mostly) culinary, cultural wasteland of Wollongong* would experience, if “Lord of the fries” ever opened an outlet here.

Perspective people, calm yourselves . . please.

*Of course North Wollongong is exempt from any, and all, besmirching. It, and its inhabitants of cultured residents, is (natch) utterly beyond reproach.

We all fall down.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Soft serve.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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It’s a look.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Full flavor.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Dilemma.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Train pigs.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Painting the future.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Travelling.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Meet your meat.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Mindy.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Style.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Hot dog run.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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The Golden Girls.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Hair hopper.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Camp boots.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Wilma!.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Oreo.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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At the sound of the bell, turn the record over.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Batman.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Pink durry.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Andy.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Clogs.

Thursday, October 29th, 2015

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Crooner.

Wednesday, October 21st, 2015

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Alopecia koala.

Wednesday, October 21st, 2015

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Baked.

Wednesday, October 21st, 2015

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You know the aging process is well underway, when you’re sitting around with your gay friends, and instead of discussing appropriately salacious, lascivious, retched guy things, you realize you just spent fifteen minutes talking, and fantasizing about potato salad. Including a role play of Nigella Lawson, with heaving bosoms*, making aforementioned salad.

*The absolute tragedy is I didn’t need to stuff cushions down my shirt to get the tits.

Tristram Sleestak.

Friday, October 16th, 2015

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Legs.

Friday, October 16th, 2015

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Sign of the times.

Friday, October 16th, 2015

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Donny and Dave.

Friday, October 16th, 2015

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More or less.

Friday, October 16th, 2015

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Phono homo.

Friday, October 16th, 2015

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What if the big N.A.S.A announcement is that they have found traces of humanity on earth?.

Melbourne summer.

Friday, October 16th, 2015

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