I have a graduate degree in hip thrusting

Some people might say that Disco is dead. I can tell you right now that if Disco ever was dead it was resurrected last Friday night. I changed into my alter-ego that night and rocked out with my cock out. Who is my Bruce Wayne/Peter Parker you might ask? Well he’s one of those ethnics by the name of The Yugo. He tends to come out while i’m under the influence of alcohol or through the guidance of Anthony “The Hound” Bordonaro, hip-thruster extroardanaire. Last night it was due to both. I should add here that Kingfisher beer is very good, the Indians make a fine drop indeed. Back onto topic. I managed to hip thrust so much that the sun didn’t come up for an extra hour.

I might as well give you a run down of my week while I have the will to type it down. No that would be too boring. Oh I had the great honour to participate in the Westpac math competition today. I’m aiming for a participation because after around 20 minutes I resorted to the “AC/DC” method of answering multiple choice questions and two of the last five questions had the answer 666 (number of the beast for those of you that don’t now). I then proceded to continue reading Dracula, i’m up to the bit where he bites this chick.

Moving onto more pressing issues I strongly recomend that you buy/download the new Offspring album. I like it very much. Lastly I think I should leave you with a bit of factual information that I learnt earlier this week: 48% of voters think that Kevin Rudd (he will be known in future as Chairman Rudd) is arrogant. I highly suspect that this figure will rise in future because of the vast amount of people that read this blog.

Viva La Vida!

(Long live life)