8 Oct 2003 – INSTANT MESSENGER “MINK” CONVERSATION BETWEEN J & S. S: Hello baby, I’m back, finally got my email/instant messenger sorted out. J: Ah good, some QUALITY spam of mine was bounced back to me. Devastating! S: A question – Is it bad to want a mink? J: An answer – YES. S: Why? J: You sad old tart – what the fuck do you wanna … Continue reading Please pass the turkey to the vegetarian homosexual and his mink wearing sister.
From: J Sent: 13 November 2002 11:05PM To: S Subject: Relativism and the oeuvre of Michael Jackson Is that REALLY your dentist photo? Sweet Jesus! Ma told me you’d had a whizzy tooth out but by the balls of Beelzebub what have they DONE to you? Mind you, it’s a nice theme we’ve got going here – Brady with the two front teeth, you with the … Continue reading A scuttlebutt in hotpants.
—–Original Message—– From: J Sent: 08 November 2002 6:04 AM To: S Subject: Oooh! You know what I REALLY do want? This thing called a “Spy Ear”. It’s this tiny little thing that looks like a radio but it’s an amplifier and you can listen in on people 30 feet away. They’re cheap, and they’re all over the web but I can’t find anyone to … Continue reading A turkey wears ear plugs?
Thursday 4 Sep. 1997 Dear S, Now this is just a quick letter to accompany your prezzies. Happy Birthday for the 8th, chick. I hope you like my presents. I decided to go for a different feel this year, I hope you like it. If you don’t, just pretend, OK? I’ve decided this year to go for a theme. Nostalgic Kitsch. Lets start with the animal … Continue reading I wonder if Sea Monkeys can scream.
Thursday, 5 September, 1996 Hey Sis, Another day dribbles by. Actually, it hasn’t dribbled, it’s been a crawl over broken glass and razor blades. I’ve had a shocking day. So irritable. Dunno what’s wrong with me. I think I need a holiday to tell the truth. I haven’t had once since you were here in December. So what have I been doing? Umm… I bleached … Continue reading It was the first outing for my new hair-do. I was absurdly hopeful.
This letter was typed by J on his beat up old typewriter that he loved dearly. Wednesday, 17 July 1996 1:49pm Hey Sis, I’m at home. Faking a sickie. Well, only half-faking, really. I did feel pretty bad this morning. I’ve been “coming down with something” for about four days: sore throat, dry cough, runny nose. enough symptoms to lay the groundwork for a … Continue reading I’m gonna fake more sickies, Sis. I’ve had a super day.
Friday 28 June 1996 8:40am We’re having a food-scare here at the moment Sis. It’s not quite up to your UK Mad Cow fiasco. There’s this massive crop of peanuts that had Salmonella in it. Now almost every single jar of peanut butter in Australia has been recalled. There’s been over fifty cases of food poisoning. Slater & Gordon (this really opportunistic law firm) has been advertising … Continue reading This reticence of mine, is a vegetarianism of the soul.