Blast From The Past
Posted on Wednesday, 31st August 2005 at 12:23am- 12 Comments Ensuing
It’s amazing the lame things you find whilst spring cleaning files…
The adventures of stick Kitta and Ella, photoshopped circa 2000. Look at how thrilled stick me is standing next to the stick TNT.
Was = way.
The Lion’s Cage
Posted on Sunday, 28th August 2005 at 1:34am- 8 Comments Ensuing
Candy’s blog seems to be coming along fine. At first she didn’t blog for days while 16 people left comments urging her to do so - making her the most popular blogger to never blog - and today she saturated her blog with about 30 entries, including this little gem…
Kitta: “Putting on cat ears gives you the urge to lick yourself.”
Oh fuck, what have I unleashed?
All the years I have posted things she has said is going to come back and bite me in the ass, hard. It’s like I have strapped a slab of meat to my leg and walked into the lion’s cage, and I designed the bloody cage! I’m going to have to watch what I say around her from now on, keep my words to a minimum, make sure she’s not wearing a wire and put on a phoney accent.
Yes, that will stop the dumb shit I say from being leaked online.
Westse.cx
Posted on Wednesday, 24th August 2005 at 11:30pm- 18 Comments Ensuing
Have you ever noticed that the Westnet’s logo resembles something, something that a company wouldn’t want their logo to resemble…
Like Goatse.
Some of my friends (whom I won’t name because they’d probably get Dooced) work there and whenever they email me from their work address I can’t help but laugh at the logo attachment.
I don’t think it’s their service that sets them apart, it’s their logo. 
Candy’s 21st
Posted on Sunday, 21st August 2005 at 6:50pm- 28 Comments Ensuing
Candy’s 21st pimps and bunnies themed party was last night, and oh what fun it was, Candy got drunkity, drunk drunk and I took 364 photos as evidence (and blinded everyone in the process), below are just a few of my favourites, the rest can be found on flickr.
I was a cute bunny, all night I kept checking to see if my tail was still attached, I wonder if real bunnies do that?
Yes, that is me grabbing Candy’s ass. I grabbed it as a joke, forgetting that there were about 5 cameras at the ready to capture the moment. You can thank Luke, who took the picture, for the Kitta and Candy porn.
“You want Noodlez knob don’t you?” everyone wanted Noodlez big, long, hard, pimp stick.
Candy and Sarah, aka: Bunny and Kitty. “Where’s Sarah?” “She’s in the corner purring and licking herself.”
Walking through he bar where all the regular drunks were was interesting, they gave us “am I drunk or did I really just see some hot bunnies and a few pimps walk through here?” looks.
Candy looking at her new blog, fluffyboots.net, that Phobia and I made for her as a birthday present; we spent most of the night trying to remember the log in details.
Nurse Tiffy, paging nurse Tiffy. “Kitta are you putting your hand on Tiffy’s ass?”
We went into McDonalds (as you do) and Sarah convinced the manager to let all the staff have their photo taken with us (also as you do).
While we were at Macca’s, we started talking to these people and took their picture, I told them to check out my website for the photos, so if you’re reading this, hello, and please leave a comment! 
Had nothing to do with us, we swear!
“Give Noodlez his knob back or he’ll have to take you into the bathroom and strip search you.”
Candy and I are camera whores.
“My bunny ears have been on so many heads tonight, they have STBD’s”
Adam playing with sparklers, he looks a tad menacing with them.
Rumour has it that there are some videos of Candy and I dancing together out there someone, I’d just like to point out it wasn’t me, it was my evil bunny twin who looks like me.
Beautiful Lips
Posted on Tuesday, 16th August 2005 at 6:58pm- 23 Comments Ensuing
The worst pick up line anyone has ever used on me was said to me on my first day of high school and forever set the tone of my high school days…
Guy trying to pick up: Hey, you have really beautiful lips.
Me: Why, tha…He interrupts me off before I could finish thanking him.
Guy trying to pick up: They’d be great for giving head.
Little tip fellas, do not follow up a compliment with sexual harassment, it never goes down well.
Out Of Sight
Posted on Saturday, 13th August 2005 at 1:19am- 14 Comments Ensuing
You know you need to book an eye appointment when you put on you 52 year old mothers (36 in Mum years) glasses and can see out of them perfectly, crystal clear. You have a moment or two where you switch the glasses on and off trying to figure out just how bad your eyes are, focusing on a far off street sign, and you finally laugh nervously about just how bad your eye sight has become.
You blame your eyes, good for nothing eyes, they should have paid more attention to the thousands of mail outs that the optometrist has sent you over the years - “where are you, are you dead? Think of your eyes, make an appointment today!†the letters scream from their glossy housing on the leaflet that also promotes a buy one pair get one free offer - and less attention to the camera house brochures. You dare not go back to the optometrist. You fear they will take your eyes away from you because you have neglected them so badly.
You’ve been a terrible eye parent.
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