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I rooted a bloke who rooted a bloke who was on Big Brother.
Miriam the gatecrasher?
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I rooted a bloke who rooted a bloke who was on Big Brother.
Lol. Now THAT'S one of those star-struck type stories. Not mocking you. But I guess that's what can happen when one is face to face with a mega-celeb of the highest order. Stalking them, stammering, nervous, things pass by quickly, you don't hear what they say, you say something timid/silly back.
"Welcome to Australia, Mr. De Niro."
Just on fast food etiquette....it really ticks me off. Every time I stand in line at a fast food joint, I always give the person ahead room. You don't stand right up against their ass. Can't count how many times, especially women, older ones but also those high-maintenance upwardly mobile 20-30 yo's, do the same thing as what Johns did. Just ignore everyone, not even ask if you're in line, and push right in. Every single time I have to pull them up on it. Not letting anyone get away with that s**t. So much "fast food waiting line rage".
Wonder if celebs ever sleep with normal people. Before Damien Oliver was married he was doing the horizontal tango with a friend of mine. Saw his bum in the bed lol.
Nope i think he's married now.was that his first and only root
Nope i think he's married now.
Oh.It was a play on the excuse he used when caught betting a couple of years ago
So we have met before...I saw Dennis Rodman in Vegas one night coming out of a bar with literally about 3 women on each arm, walking off with them to his hotel or wherever. All of them smoking hot 20-something gold-digger types.
Yep. But I dig my own goldYou're a smoking hot gold-digger?
I saw Dennis Rodman in Vegas one night coming out of a bar with literally about 3 women on each arm, walking off with them to his hotel or wherever. All of them smoking hot 20-something gold-digger types.
I'll handle this one - yep, absolutely is. Strange unit and loves a beer.Is Libba really as out there as he makes out?
So....
Stinking hot summer day in Manly. School holidays. I'm standing in line at Hungry Jacks. Millions of people in there, was waiting in line forever. Hot stinking claustrophobic. Everyone's irritable I guess.
So I'm next person up after the person being served. You know how you stand a meter or so back, so you're giving the person some room. That's what I'm doing. In rocks up two men with two women and some kids. The lead guy (Johns) just walks straight into that gap, without looking at me or anyone else, at least ASK if I'm in line.
So he just walks in there, with all his entourage joining him, and because there's a bunch of them, it's squishy, so he takes a step back to let them in and steps on my toes and nudges me with his shoulder backwards. Doesn't turn or anything. Fck everyone else, I'm Joey Johns. I tap him on the shoulder, "The line's back there, buddy" I say to him. He looks at me like "don't talk to me", giving me that squint like I'm crazy. Then turns back, chatting away and laughing with his group/family. I raise my voice a little more, "Hey, go back there".
Just as I say this, the person being served finishes and the girl at the counter calls out "next, yes please can I help you", and Johns steps forward to make his order. I yell a bit louder again to the girl that I'm next in line and he pushed in. One of the women with Johns looks at me like I just killed her 8 year old daughter's dog, shocked. The guy with Johns says something to me, I dunno what. I step forward and around the kids and woman and stand side-on to Johns, "You're not pushing in."
He was kinda half-leaning on the counter. He stands up tall, leaning in, and says, "you yanks are all arrogant loudmouths". While he was saying that, I noticed how skinny he is, skinny torso, skinny legs, but has an abnormally big ass for such a body shape. I say, "maybe, but at least I don't have a fat girly ass". Something in him clicked over. That laughing face and boisterous voice of his vanished in a heart-beat. He had like a twitch in his eyelid. His eyes sad and demented. He was stuck for words.
The girl at the counter, and everyone else looked at me like I was the devil. But I persisted, pushed back in, and said to the girl (looking right to Johns then left to me and back again), "I just want some fries and a cola". I felt a little guilty now. Everyone in there was staring at me, the place had gone quiet. I stood over to the side to wait for my order. Johns still pushed in ahead of the others and got served. He was fuming, and his male friend was talking to him, like calming him down. I just avoided eye contact. They still gave Johns' order, multiple burgers etc, before my measly soft drink and fries.
Johns and group started to leave. He turns his head around and says, "You're lucky I'm with my kids or I'd smash you". He's walking on out. I call out, "I'm standing right here fat ass" like c'mon then. He stopped and made a half-gesture to come back down the stairs at me, but his male friend pulls him away. I look around, and everyone's glaring at me, silence, shock. Some kid says to me, "do you know who that is?" I say, "who is it?". He says, "that's Joey Johns!" I make that wrist gesture like "who?" I take my order and leave.
Some weeks later, I was talking to a random shop owner in Mona Vale about this incident. And the guy's jaw dropped, but then he started laughing. I said "what?" He goes on to say he knows a lot of rugby league players and Johns, and says that Johns is very very very self-conscious about his ass, so touchy about it, worse than a woman, and that I have a knack for finding people's weaknesses.
It's ok, I also have a phat ass for my frame.Be careful!!