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My Recollection Bartman. Left Vulcan ear. Pennywhistles and moon-pies. The pre-internet outer suburbs were a howling void which is why I know it’s harder than you think to tie up…
My Recollection Bartman. Left Vulcan ear. Pennywhistles and moon-pies. The pre-internet outer suburbs were a howling void which is why I know it’s harder than you think to tie up…
My Recollection QUEEN OF THE HARPIES . General Sherman wink. The ones at the bottom. Drunks are like Pokemon, there’s a surprising number of different varieties, they all spend their…
Backstage A girl who presents like Bayley on meth is backstage saying things. Apparently, she was like this first, which is a bit of a bummer as, first or not,…
Like a lot of single, unemployed 36-year-old men, I am a big fan of the art of Professional Wrestling, and in 2019, it has never been a better time to…
My Recollection MORE ASBESTOS MORE ASBESTOS. There were no Jewish cowboys. What’s a spirochete? When you spend most of your life having your otherness and exclusion as a constantly enforced…
Professional Book Slammers The point of interaction between created work and end user is a dynamic one. There’re a lot of reasons for making art and one of the most…
My Recollection The screaming, wet children writhing around Homer. Ringo Starr. Genitalia. The stalemated trio sprawl across the Gold Coast hinterland like sleeping kaiju. The Big Three –Dreamworld, Wet and…
Alert your eyes and fire up those second-hand contraceptive sponges you call language centres because the following words are beyond your type’s usual communicative tools of wails and empty bean…
A sandwich made with some kind of new, proprietary deli meat is always going to be seen in the shadow of the meat, with the experience of it as a…