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To Blog Or Not To Blog, That Is The Question

Thursday, July 2nd, 2009 at 8:46 am

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I can honestly say that I was never a great fan of Shakespeare. I was forced to read Romeo and Juliet, and while the sword fighting was cool, it was all a bit melodramatic. Then there was A Midsummer’s Night Dream, well that never really did it for me and whilst Macbeth wasn’t too bad, not one of them ever made a lasting impression. probably the only two lines that I can remember from any of his plays was ‘Alas poor Yorick, I knew him’ and ‘To be or not to be, that is the question’.

Strangely enough though I remember the phrases, it wasn’t till I did an Internet search that I found they were both from Hamlet, one of his works that I’ve never actually read. It got me to thinking, what if we changed those famous words to;

To Blog Or Not To Blog

To blog or not to blog, that is the question
Whether it is better to blow the mind of others
By filling them with absolute drivel
Or to provide content of such brilliance
That they subscribe so as to always be informed
Stringing words together to please the souls of others
Or grouping them so as to please the search engines
To write, perchance to inspire, some bloggers dare to dream
For there are some that aspire to reach great heights
To thrill others with their cleverly woven words
While others wish only to encourage those
Who read into clicking or buying their offerings.
To research, to provide titillating information
To inform and satisfy needs and curiosity
Or to confuse, to confound, to bombard
The poor surfer who happenstance drops in to read
But then shakes their head in forlorn disbelief
To wonder what cruel fate caused the post to appear
Forsooth, the question is not worthy of contemplation
For in truth the question is all screwed
For in essence, the question should truly be
To blog with honesty and the goodness of heart
Or to blog merely for reasons that are not so pure

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What Made The Baby Boomers So Strong?

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009 at 2:06 am

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Every now and again I come across an email that I just have to post about and this is one of those messages.

CONGRATULATIONS TO EVERYONE READING THIS WHO WAS BORN IN THE 1930′s 1940′s, 50′s, and 60′s!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us and lived in houses made of asbestos. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, raw egg products, loads of bacon and processed meat, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes or cervical cancer.

Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. Take away food was limited to fish and chips, no pizza shops, McDonalds , KFC, Subway or Nandos.

Even though all the shops closed at 6.00pm and didn’t open on the weekends, somehow we didn’t starve to death! We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this..

We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store and buy Toffees, Gobstoppers, Bubble Gum and some bangers to blow up frogs with. We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soft drinks with sugar in it, but we weren’t overweight because……

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of old prams and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. We built tree houses and dens and played in river beds with matchbox cars.

We didn’t have Playstations, Nintendo Wii , X-boxes, actually we didn’t have any video games at all, no 999 channels on SKY, no video/dvd films, no mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms………. WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no Lawsuits from these accidents. Only girls had pierced ears! We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

You could only buy Easter Eggs and Hot Cross Buns at Easter time…

We were given air guns and catapults for our 10th birthdays. We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!

Mum didn’t have to go to work to help dad make ends meet!

RUGBY and CRICKET had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! Getting into the team was based on MERIT!!

Our teachers used to hit us with canes and gym shoes and sometimes a well aimed blackboard duster would hit it’s mark. Bully’s always ruled the playground at school.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of because they actually sided with the law!

Our parents didn’t invent stupid names for their kids like ‘Kiora’ and ‘Blade’ and ‘Ridge’ and ‘Vanilla’

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them!

CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. And while you are at it, why not sit your kids down and make them read it so they will know how brave their parents were.

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My Passionate Encounter. It’s Not All About Sex

Saturday, May 30th, 2009 at 3:21 am

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Some people ask me why I persist with writing poetry on my blog, especially as they don’t elicit a whole lot of comments. I tell them its because I like using poems as a form of expression and that I love to share them with people. Even if one person happens to like what I wrote then I think it was worth the effort.

I wrote this after a personal experience I had in what seems to be eons ago. Some of you may not agree with my experience, unless that is you are a hot blooded Aussie male, who more than likely experienced exactly the same thing I did. And so, without further ado, My Passionate Encounter!

I got her home late one night
Picked her up at a bar, without a fight
I have wanted her, for so long
I could not wait for the last song.

Up the stairs we went, the door I locked
I held her close, I was so hot.
With a struggle I removed her top
I gazed upon her form, I could not stop

In desperation I tore off her wrap
You could almost hear the dripping tap
Perspiration covered her naked form
The beads of sweat visible now the wrap was torn

My feverish mouth claimed her own
The sensation so great my mind was blown
It was not long before she was spent
In frustration against the wall she went

Though short, for it did not last long
I knew I did nothing wrong
For as she lay there, once held dear
She truly was one heck of bottled beer

I hope you enjoyed that? It was actually and old joke or something that I turned into a poem because I couldn’t remember the joke itself enough to tell it as it should be.

Blogger Invents Revolutionary Penile Extension

Thursday, May 21st, 2009 at 3:37 am

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I’ve been working on a secret project for quite some time now, because frankly I was getting sick and tired of my current job, and let’s face it while the money from my blogging has gone up some it’s definitely not enough to allow me to leave my job.

I’ve known for a long time now that if I could just find the right product and market it properly I could make a bloody fortune. The trouble is finding the right product to market. After a fair bit of research I decided to focus on making the best penile extension. Let’s face it there are men all over the world who are not happy with their penis size, and some that were are having erection problems and are for whatever reason do not want to go the Viagra route.

I couldn’t believe that no-one had found a legitimate way to extend the size of a man’s penis! To cut a long story short I managed to get a group of experienced people together and we managed to develop a product that has the benefit of being able to give a woman the ultimate sexual experience. We decided to call it the Penis Extender Deluxe.

Honestly, after extensive trials we can honestly say that men can now forget about the VPXL Super Pill and all the other scam medical bullshit whose only effect is increasing the hole in a man’s pocket. The Penis Extender Deluxe is made to order via our home page. All you have to do is supply the required information, such as current penis length and girth during erection, and the required length you want and our team of experts will make your new monster penis to your required specifications.

The Penis Extender Deluxe also comes with other added benefits, the most popular being greater staying power. This is achieved by a special chemical that is permeated within the holding membrane. The extension portion is so lifelike that there isn’t a woman alive that can tell where the real one ends and the extension begins.

For an extra $150 we can even incorporate a vibrating head that increases the sexual experience for both partners. Before it’s release we had to get some subjects to give it a go, something that wasn’t all that hard to do, and this is what they had to say about this revolutionary product.

I must admit I didn’t believe it but I gave it a go anyway and it is simply the best product ever. My partner agrees it is the best thing I ever did.

I was getting tired of my partners performance in bed so I thought I would give the Penis Extender a go, and man what a difference it made. He even lasted way longer than ever before. As a penis enhancement product I can highly recommend this product.

You too can be a satisfied customer with the Penis Extender Deluxe

So don’t worry my blogging friends, now that I am going to be a millionaire I won’t forget my blogging mates, just leave me your details and I will send you your very own, Aussie tested, tried and true, you beaut, best ever penis extension system.

Now all I have to do is find me a web hosting package so I can set up my squeeze page and push this baby.

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Don’t Piss Zak Off, You Won’t Like Him When He’s Mad

Wednesday, May 13th, 2009 at 4:05 am

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We used to have a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel and her name was Leisha. She was a beautiful dog with the best temperament and the family loved her. Unfortunately when she was about ten years old she developed cancer and we had to put her to sleep.

After Leisha I didn’t really want another dog, but once my daughter got over her grief she begged for another pet and so we acquired Zak. Zak was completely different from Leisha, where Leisha was a pure breed Zak was half Maltese and half Shitzu. Where Leisha was calm and love-able Zak had a bit of a temperament, but my daughter loved him all the same.

The thing with Zak was he was adorable when he as in a good mood, but your wouldn’t want to get him angry, because you just wouldn’t like him if you made him mad. You see if you piss Zak off he would turn from a love-able dog into Zak The K-9 Hulk!

Just kidding he’s adorable no matter what. He got this way by rolling around in the wet grass after I mowed the lawn. This was what he looked like after he saw his reflection in the mirror, before that he looked like this.