just had this chat with “Kate” from House Painters Sydney.
I am ‘Visitor’. A bit creepy now I look at it.
just had this chat with “Kate” from House Painters Sydney.
I am ‘Visitor’. A bit creepy now I look at it.
I guess I am no expert in the field of toilet paper but as a consumer I have definitely 30 something years experience.
While I was sitting on the proverbial stark white ceramic throne, I glanced across my field of view for some reason to contemplate the somewhat ‘special’ design on the roll

Not sure about you guys. But when I was thinking of possible alternatives to teddy bears on toilet paper I was no doubt able to think of fifty fucking million other options. Not unlike the option of wiping your arse on a starfish or some ‘design-cum-braile’.
Just really not sure what the company were thinking here.
Even if they were trying to appeal to children?, long shot I know but teaching kids to wipe their arse with teddy bears would cause a catastrophe for parents in a plush toy heavy house such as ours.
I just want Sorbent or whom ever to maybe re think it. That is all.
At least the dog has goggles in case shit goes down. Pun intended.
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What ever happened to being able to tell crazy right wing ‘anti everything’ activists to shut up.
This is in line with condoning the West Borough Baptist church’s views on anything, and funding them to act on any crazy notion they have.
Twitter, blogging, and other forms of social media give the people a voice. Whether it is an individual voice or one followed by a few thousand people.
Everyone deserves the right to have an opinion, but not the right to over react when disagreeing on one other than their own.
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Srsly. People have no conscience.
get a crisco hamper stop stealing other people’s shit. Especially at this time of year.
So this is what Christmas of 2011 is.
I girl dressed in her under where holding a fucking can of pears.
Now I know that my irritation with this does not stem from the fact that I am a dad and have a family or the fact I may have a few salty patches on my la tete.
But fuck. What the fuck does a can of tinned pears and some girl in her fucking under wear giving a spoon a blow job have to do with Christmas.
Yes I know that it is supposed to reference a pear tree but. Let me do some simple mathematics around this.
Whorish posing ex pat + table spoon / underwear = whorish girl eating tinned fruit…….. No wait I must have done that wrong.
Girl in underwear X giving a blow job to a spoon / Christmas = whorish girl eating pears underdressed.
Nope well
Neither of those equal Christmas.
And I am sure if I did the same equations for Jennifer whorkins diving in to a pool full of Christmas tree decorations it would come out the same. Whorish girl using blow jobs and swim suits to relate to christmas.
Some times I think Myer and DJs would be better brothels.
Then I am forced to think of the 67.5er bitches that dominate the staff roster until they die of Sheridan poisoning and I literally shudder.
A Christmas tree with a couple of presents and a sale sign would have most ladies swarming myer.
Now on Christmas eve there will be a bunch of blokes walking out of Myers and DJs depressed because there was no blowjobs. Just cut priced women’s make up and Calvin Klein unisex perfume.
Sorry team.
End rant.