raman
Kind of a Jagger-Tarzan
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Speaking of which, ever go to Wirraway camp? That was a rude shock for 16yo tribey and his pals. So much so it's a surprise the organisers weren't impaled on the daggers we sent them from the moment the penny dropped.
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When challenged on the obvious question of provenance, Preachy McSween's ace-in-the-hole was, "well, you can't see the wind but you know it's there".
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He'd probably prefer cougarsUnleash the hungry leopards.
I only knew the Wirraway as an Australian built plane in WW11 whose main purpose seemed to have been to help use up Japanese ammunition.Holy ****, Wirraway ......
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I only knew the Wirraway as an Australian built plane in WW11 whose main purpose seemed to have been to help use up Japanese ammunition.
Ideal for this Wirraway place as well?
What in the hell is Wirraway?
Uhhh...I believe it's an old, old wooden plane, used in the uh...civil war era.
I thought it was a wildlife sanctuary up in the Adelaide hills.
edit*** Thats Warrawong.
No I think you are thinking of Wirrina.
Wirrinaholiday moodmassive pile of debt
Wirrina holiday mood.
No doubt it will be rationalised as a calling to the higher plane (heaven is a Wirraway perhaps?)In all seriousness it is the best evidence for the existence of God I've ever seen or heard of.
We had a good family weekend there years ago, when one of the many owners offered a good deal. Sort of like the Simpsons Itchy & Scratchy Land episode except with less killer robots and more mini-golf.Wirrina holiday mood.
Not sure what I'll do on weekends now.
http://www.dailytelegraph.com.au/ne...e/news-story/91c657dbc71b634951e35a5a07a752d0
"You can snort coke off my ****"
Boating, Floating, fisting, rooting, dining, dancing how romantic.
Made the dumb arse mistake of using a public toilet today.
There I am in the cubicle... and the next thing I hear this unholy racket.
Sounded like hail hitting a corrugated roof.
This was followed by a stream of urine rampaging in from the adjacent cubicle.
DUDE WAS PISSING ON THE FLOOR FFS HOW HARD IS IT TO PISS IN THE BOWL!!!???
Dirty bastard didn't even wash his hands. Well, I'm assuming he didn't coz I didn't hear any taps go off. Then again, I might've missed it while dancing around his crystal clear spring water piss.
Seriously, people...
Again, on the day of the funeral, it has been incredibly difficult for me to restrain myself from pointing out to my various Adelaide Christian friends how funny it is that a preacher got struck dead by lightning at a youth indoctrination camp.
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Speaking of which, ever go to Wirraway camp? That was a rude shock for 16yo tribey and his pals. So much so it's a surprise the organisers weren't impaled on the daggers we sent them from the moment the penny dropped.
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When challenged on the obvious question of provenance, Preachy McSween's ace-in-the-hole was, "well, you can't see the wind but you know it's there".
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Being arrested for public masturbation was a low point for I Dont CareI went to one once, as a 14 year old. The same one my Mother or uncles or somebody went to when they were young. Of course I disgraced everybody, including our local church when I was the first person in it's umpteen year history to get arrested by the Police during the camp.
A christian camp with my mate from school's church still gives me the heebie jeebies to this day.
No females, all these geezers in mamby pamby jumpers asking personal questions to teen boys around a bonfire... throw in watery milo and crap damper it was hell


