
South East QLD and Northern N.S.W Cripple Stick Enthusiasts
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- Ripper (more than 100 posts)
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As Shakespeare said after a very slow summer and autumn seasons at his camping and accessories shop ... "Now is the winter of our discount tents"
After the receivers moved in ... Willy tried his hand at writing Old English Doggerel and producing B grade porn for the masses.
The porn didn't go so well ... but the doggerel was a huge success.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Now in speaking of life ... villages and their resident idiots in general ... general idiots ... lunatics ... fools ... court jesters ... gestures and gesticulation ... Old Crazy comes to mind ... or mindlessnessness ... ness.
Incidentally the incendiary device that inhabits Old Crazy's cranium was ticking away happily and minding its own bees wax ... when all of a sudden it was invaded by a seemingly random thought. No not the one about Walruses and their nuts ... nor whether it was possible to use the vacuum cleaner on clouds ... but a thought that became a pattern ... as apposed to a thought that became a patent.
This thought pattern proceeded to morph and evolve ... sometimes totally discombobulating its owner ... until like a vision of biblical proportions ... similar to that of the seas parting ... the beach scene from Gone with the wind or an ad for Scientology ... ... ...
It seemed that Old Crazy had had an epiphany of sorts.
He studied the epiphany closely ... shook it ... turned it over ... put it up to his ear and listened to it ... but all to no avail ...nothing happened ... it appeared that this was just your average run of the mill every day ordinary nothing to see here people move along quietly if you know whats good for you epiphany.
As Old Crazy went to place it on a shelf next to yesterdays random thoughts ... he noticed a small label attached to the base ... closer inspection with a magnifying glass revealed what Old Crazy would later describe to the authorities as a revaluation and far more significant than the voices in his head.
It was a short and simple note that read ...
Many roads lead to Penguin Island
but only one has a big banana ...
go forth or even fifth ... if you dare
you freaking crazy big buwana.
Signed
Your humble surf god
Heuy.
And so it was ... and so it shall be ...
Old Crazy has signed up to Suffering Queenslanged and is heading off post hast to post hastily a letter of intent ... heaven help us all.
After the receivers moved in ... Willy tried his hand at writing Old English Doggerel and producing B grade porn for the masses.
The porn didn't go so well ... but the doggerel was a huge success.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Now in speaking of life ... villages and their resident idiots in general ... general idiots ... lunatics ... fools ... court jesters ... gestures and gesticulation ... Old Crazy comes to mind ... or mindlessnessness ... ness.
Incidentally the incendiary device that inhabits Old Crazy's cranium was ticking away happily and minding its own bees wax ... when all of a sudden it was invaded by a seemingly random thought. No not the one about Walruses and their nuts ... nor whether it was possible to use the vacuum cleaner on clouds ... but a thought that became a pattern ... as apposed to a thought that became a patent.
This thought pattern proceeded to morph and evolve ... sometimes totally discombobulating its owner ... until like a vision of biblical proportions ... similar to that of the seas parting ... the beach scene from Gone with the wind or an ad for Scientology ... ... ...
It seemed that Old Crazy had had an epiphany of sorts.
He studied the epiphany closely ... shook it ... turned it over ... put it up to his ear and listened to it ... but all to no avail ...nothing happened ... it appeared that this was just your average run of the mill every day ordinary nothing to see here people move along quietly if you know whats good for you epiphany.
As Old Crazy went to place it on a shelf next to yesterdays random thoughts ... he noticed a small label attached to the base ... closer inspection with a magnifying glass revealed what Old Crazy would later describe to the authorities as a revaluation and far more significant than the voices in his head.
It was a short and simple note that read ...
Many roads lead to Penguin Island
but only one has a big banana ...
go forth or even fifth ... if you dare
you freaking crazy big buwana.
Signed
Your humble surf god
Heuy.
And so it was ... and so it shall be ...
Old Crazy has signed up to Suffering Queenslanged and is heading off post hast to post hastily a letter of intent ... heaven help us all.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Albert Einstein ... Yeah Bert.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Albert Einstein ... Yeah Bert.
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- Ripper (more than 100 posts)
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- Location: South East QLD
Yes my wonderfully tusked bohemian behemoth of the gong ... Old Crazy has dusted off the magic carpet ... ironed the fluro rashie ... tossed out the dirty dishwater ... necked a tallie or ten and thrown down the gauntlet it all hang out.wolruss wrote:So you've entered then ????
Copsava it am ... from Arrawarra to Grassy and beyond ... The Big Banana Chronicles ... The Plantation Vibration ... Loose Cannons and Train Wreaks ... Weekend at Burn Knees ... shut up and pass the medication.
You saddling up Russ ...

Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Albert Einstein ... Yeah Bert.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Albert Einstein ... Yeah Bert.
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- Ripper (more than 100 posts)
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- Joined: Sat Aug 02, 2008 1:48 pm
- Location: South East QLD
Don't know about an official memo being circulated ... but its on ... AB ... its on for young and Old Crazy ... who right about now is pacing up and down anxiously ... waiting for the sun to rise ... uttering strange spells and incarnations in between muttering obscenities and curses directed at no one in particular. Writing coded hieroglyphic messages ... pentagrams ... holograms and for a good time call Destiny ... on the walls with still smoldering charcoal from the fire burning deep within his black soul.
Dressed in his recently dry cleaned lime green and fluorescent orange short-john ... circa 1978 ... with the accompanying crocs and socks ... a pith helmet and trench coat ... he waits ... like a tiger ... a tightly wound spring ... ready to unleash his furry ... the Bruce Lee of lunatics ... the Sarah Palin of surfing ... be afraid ... be very afraid ... the beast has awoken ... throw the rule book out the window and run for the pills.
Like a beacon of hope Old Crazy stands undaunted by the mountains he must climb ... this is his time ... his moment to shine ...destiny has a name ... a big banana ... likes a good time and is a three hour drive from the cold toast.
Anyway the suns just popped it head up ... Old Crazy's off to the beach to practice his snaking ... dropping in and stink eye ... go you good thing.
Dressed in his recently dry cleaned lime green and fluorescent orange short-john ... circa 1978 ... with the accompanying crocs and socks ... a pith helmet and trench coat ... he waits ... like a tiger ... a tightly wound spring ... ready to unleash his furry ... the Bruce Lee of lunatics ... the Sarah Palin of surfing ... be afraid ... be very afraid ... the beast has awoken ... throw the rule book out the window and run for the pills.
Like a beacon of hope Old Crazy stands undaunted by the mountains he must climb ... this is his time ... his moment to shine ...destiny has a name ... a big banana ... likes a good time and is a three hour drive from the cold toast.
Anyway the suns just popped it head up ... Old Crazy's off to the beach to practice his snaking ... dropping in and stink eye ... go you good thing.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Albert Einstein ... Yeah Bert.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Albert Einstein ... Yeah Bert.
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So i'm on the horns of a dilemma, or on the emmina of dihorns, as i'm a cane toad through and through but residing in cocky country, i'll be fine as said cocky if there is no mention of a state of origin type contest. Too late the cats out of the bag and it's not happy after being stuffed in nice and tight 5 times in a row, thats 5 times. So is it on or what? Lets say an origin type heat thrown in the mix of the top 4 from each state[of origin] unofficially of course, i'm sure we could organise something crude and rudimentary, what with the staggering amount of diminished brain power at our disposal.....
once you've had black you'll never go back!!!
- wolruss
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Hey Womble, missed the question 'til I reread the post again....Yep I'm in, just sent off my entry & EFT to the correct BSB etc. Look forward to seeing you guys there.
AB I think it might be the best in each state as opposed to the best state ??
as far as your other suggestion (like Red's cup I'm imagining) not sure, and I certainly wouldn't be a representative of my state - I imagine if that were to happen it would be on a friday and certainly unofficial. If it doesn't happen this year you could possibly organise something for next year.
Cheers Wolruss
AB I think it might be the best in each state as opposed to the best state ??
as far as your other suggestion (like Red's cup I'm imagining) not sure, and I certainly wouldn't be a representative of my state - I imagine if that were to happen it would be on a friday and certainly unofficial. If it doesn't happen this year you could possibly organise something for next year.
Cheers Wolruss
- wolruss
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Your a bad man AB, tempting me with my poison (Smooth red label?) I'm planning on heading off Wednesday evening or real early Thirsty....
err sorry
.... that'd be Thursday, we both know you'll win but I'd be honoured to help you wean you off the whole bottle habit
I wonder if we could keep this quiet between us (don't want any greedy guts's do we)
PM me your mobile, I'll do the same. Probably still end up at the same motel opposite the Hoey, enjoyed it with all the boys in the other units and the balconies facing each other - but watch out for Mabel & Brian - they freeze wetsuits....when they're not giving guided sex tours...... fill you in on that one later.
Cheers Wolruss






Cheers Wolruss
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- Ripper (more than 100 posts)
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State of proficiency ... state of orifice ... sacrifice and deficiency ... cathedrals ... and their masters ... Leonardo or was it Michelangelo ... anyway ... did they bundy off ... will you Bundy on ... weak end at burnt knees ... wounded knees ... custard apples last stand ... last man standing ... or kneeling ... the thlot pickens ... spo to seak ... will the walrus be up to the tusk ... can AB gain the walruses seal of approval ...
So many questions ...
... answers ... unlikely ... mayhem ... probable ... hangovers ... inevitable ... rack em up ... this is going to hurt.

So many questions ...

Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Albert Einstein ... Yeah Bert.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Albert Einstein ... Yeah Bert.
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Hey russ, i just so happen to have a 1125ml bottle of red in the cupboard sounds like a good trophy eh. I'll be heading down early friday morning.
Womble, you flying solo or taking the groms? [ not that i expect a straight answer, i'll have to dust off the decipher book]
Womble, you flying solo or taking the groms? [ not that i expect a straight answer, i'll have to dust off the decipher book]
once you've had black you'll never go back!!!