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Is it physically possible that this is an illusion? I tried bashing my head against the brickwall and i got a swollen head. Banged my finger with the hammer and it felt real.*Went to bed and floated away in dreams; it didn't hurt as much though was kinda illusory.*When I get dead am I gonna wake up? Why doesn't anyone, after all these years, seem to really know?*There is alot of lovely speculation.....but if these cunts really know why don't they tell it straight?

Ahhh Pervis!*Always wanting/thinking..*Searching...*I likes that in a man!*And when you find YOU tell us!

I hear ringing bells in the distance for a time, like sleigh bells, or that budgie in outerspace; but I am in a sound proof room. Yesterday I heard a rainbow....go figure?

I think that we been duped.....the frigging mitochondria or whatever minute critters they be that drive cells to multiply and mutate are taking us for a ride. How does it feel being a by-product of these swarming little shits survival instinct....

And any investigation beyond what is seen or apparent is homosexual activity....gosh....I better stick to reading the TV guide.

It's simple: there are things seen and there are things unseen, that's all. Everything else is polemics.

Frankly, i think you're both a couple of fucking poofs!

What i really want to see is Joe Pesci meets Barbara Streisand. Now THAT would make interesting viewing! And - let's be honest now - they both have those noses... right?

Hmm, do not - I repeat DO NOT - sniff those textas!

Funny?

Of course that is my Joey you numbskull...

You fuckin grease ball wop cock eating shitassed mutherfucker..you think I talk funny? I'll chop ya knackers off, stew 'em and give 'em to my dog ya nanny assed cocklicking four eyed muther fucking ass punching son of a bitch..why I oughts moider you right now. Ya jabbering testicle licking butt fucker..go back to the fucking greasepit hole or wherever ya live and go and suck my foot long cock.you muther fucking...

??? I heard a cover of a beatle song, I think it was "Got to get you into my life." Didn't sound like Pesci though.

Sounds like the mittichlorins or whatever they're called in Star Wars Episode 1, that are the source of the force. Actually sounds more like a couple of slabs of VB and too much blood analysis. Not the prefix anal in the word analysis. Coincidence?

Hey man....they play vinyl man...I heard crackles and the record skipped...oh....pure audio

Now playing Miles "Live Evil"......oh shit..something else....its a cacophony of saxophones...hang on...its only one horn player...them guitars done be spastic momentum clanger...huh......playing the right speed/bits? 'say its raw.

is it any good?

If that naughty man is re-elected, I'm sorry to say that I'm toast!

Sounds like my budgie with a some bellbirds off in the distance.

I second that one! ps Whats Natasha b'wards.... AH Satan!

Natasha D is calling to us from across the void!

Talk about THE EXORCIST! Frankly i am appalled - a-pauled, i say! - that such a blasphemous presentation of sacred Father Satan should be permitted to be viewed by the addle-brained masses of Melbourne on the most prominent day on our sacred Black Calendar! Yes, sick pilgrims, I'm talking about our annual Happy Crucifiction Day knees-up! Crack one for me, Steve, you hip-hop Catholic retard! .. and by all means, remember to visit our most holy and venerable companion website: jeff.com.au Pilgrims, it's a shrine!

Evil and moronic duo, yah! May the god of thunder shtrike them down!

Well if this is what the community wants..I'm more than pleased to give it to them...right up the bunghole...so sto speak...*Now, just don't ask me to show naughty movies on April 13!

I like it like that! Cop that Lawsie!

He's not the messiah he's just a naughty boy!

Yeah! what the others said. Yeah!

Yes indeed...Verily may I say so...

a finger in the arse of a drug fucked rugby teen idol ...i'd like to see that again...drug testing taken to ground level , hands on, give the people what they want ,open up see and sniff reality t.v.

The MAN! was at the cutting edge of honest-to-god, fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants, out-there, bliss-bomb MUSE-ic! Pray that the rumours are not mere swine before pearls because this town - I say, THIS town - has yet to see the better of Frugal's mesmerising band of divine degenerate delinquints. Praise gawd awlmahtee! If there's a reunion concert, Max will be THERE, to report, retort, and regurgitate on what can only be the most enlightening gig of the decade, nee the MILLENNIUM (and I always have trouble spelling that fucker!). Fans? Hell NO! We are the TRUE BELIEVERS!

But does it swing so? *

I'm so depressed, boo hoo, I wish I was top dog again so I could shit all over everyone as is my want. I'm a really keen salesman, honest! Please, someone, anyone, give me something to do! Hey, how about I head some cushy federal-funded furphy claiming to address clinical depression? I know all about depression because I've fucked over just about everyone in Victoria not a member of the Melbourne Club. Please, give me my head-kicking job back, I'm sure there's still some overlooked essential public asset left to sell. Going, going... gone! Fuck, there goes Felicity again...

OK punk, I RISE to the challenge! (They don't call me MAX for nothing!). So, tomorrow night in the soggy hills it is, yes?!! I shall contact our seteemd colleagues to confirm et all. VIVA XENOX NEWS!

Actually, in my role as chief vet to the endangered species Liberal Party, I've felt quite envious of certain dogs I've treated. Their penises always seemed rather larger and - dare i say it - rosier than my own. In any case, Ms Asher remains unimpressed with my performance. Oh dear, there goes the practice!

Frankly, i'm shocked!

Really! Must you be so crude! And as for orifices, why, I had an anal probe that was simply marvellous!

Where do I sign up?

Don't talk to ME about nasal drips you goddamn penny-pinching leech-on-society-government-funded pea-sorting clinical research wanker! I was THERE, pal, i HAD that goddamn muddafugga shoved down my nose like a ferret down a rabbit burrow! I want my lung fluid BACK! Yeah, me and Pavlov's Dog, pal!

Is this about a cocaine dealer?

I fail to see the leftist sentiments in my comments. But then you are so far right in your world view everything would appear to be left to you.

Yugo!*You wanky elite illeterates!*I represent the views of the MAJORITY of people. We are sick of funding the 4-eyed, the deformed, the frocked, the fucking invading millions!*We want our money back!*And if you love those invading hordes...donate to ya local church!

Excuse me!!!*Weren't you paid?!!?*Didn't you get some high quality pharmaceuticals???*Didn't you get to gaze at my wonderful ass???? How long have you been on the dole??? As for Pavlov..well we probably have kept him alive for the last 10 years!!!

I do believe I once shared a personal revelation with Mr Jones in a public lavatory... a sweet man!

May God forgive you for saying "cervix".

I will pray for your sinful souls. May the good Lord grant you forgiveness and serenity for your slanderous diatribes against a moral, honest and sincere man such our fine Prime Minister. Mr Howard is a very good personal friend of mine and has been since our college years when he gave me a delightful hand-job in the boy's toilets. Mmm, Johnny, come back!

Hey! Its hot and sticky in here!

Lily livered leftie!