So what the fuck was this Masterchef thing about anyway?
I was ridiculed at work today when, in rare moment of silence at 625am just before work started, I asked,”So guys, how’s this Masterchef show going – has anyone won it yet?” Of the five people in the office at the time, three left while frowning at me in disgust and the other two laughed at me and asked what planet I came from. I can’t help it. Reality television has passed me by. It seems I am immune to advertising and ‘water cooler’ chat.
So please, if anybody is reading this, please fill me in on the Australian Masterchef fad. I need help. Please!
Is it anything like ‘Ready Steady Cook’ (English show)?
The media is going gaga over the 40th anniversary of human beings setting foot on the moon today. Yay! Apart from probably being the last major anniversary where the first men on the moon are all alive at the same time, there’s really no point to celebrating it. The best we can do now as a space exploring race is overflow our toilets.
One thing I have been noticing is the claim that the entire NASA Apollo program’s computing power was inferior to that of an average laptop sitting on an acne ridden facebook user’s school desk. If that’s the case then I should consider launching my own space program from my Apple iBook G4. I propose an investigation into an Australian Federal Government scheme, powered by my Apple iBook, to insulate the planet Mercury with insulating batts to keep out that dastardly sun. It’s seriously baking down there on Mercury. Get onto it Mr. Garrett.
I just found a video on youtube, it brings back fond memories of Melbourne. Beer Sandwich – hold the bread, by Fred Negro and the Fuck fucks. Watch until the end to see Fred trying to root the pub.
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