Get Over This - from ‘Blueprint To Save The World’, the debut E.P. from Small Man Syndrome.
Listen to Blueprint To Save The World by Small Man Syndrome.
It’s my debut E.P. and it’s about time. Not “time”, but as in i’m glad it’s out there now.
It’s not technically weeing in the bath if you only let out a little burst every couple of minutes.
Public transport really is a world unto itself, a sort of “sub-Melbourne”, a wee-smelling planet orbiting inner city streets inhabited by a multicultural bunch of Nine-To-Fivers, Homelessians and hipsters.
Today a family of four got on the 55 tram to West Coburg. The children were wide eyed and you could tell that this family was inexperienced in the world of public transport, just visiting you might say.
The parents, who looked a little too similar to the kids, could not shake their sense of readiness. Their attempt at seeming calm only made them look more scared as their darting eyes skimmed over every corner of the noisy moving box which had seemed so much friendlier from the outside. They exuded a guarded confusion. I thought, as I stared rudely at them, that they looked sort of like a vulnerable little family of mice. Tourist mice on Planet Tram.
Dis good.
Somedays I’m just like “Shutup Warney. Stop being so ignoramously positive”.
#shutupwarney (at Thornbury)
Small Man Syndrome officially mastered! Not long now…#blueprinttosavetheworld (Taken with Instagram at Thornbury)
fizzycoke asked: The last thing you ate?
I made Vietnamese Rice Paper Rolls for dinner (not sure why capitalisation was required there). Yum. What about YOU leagueoflegos, what did you last eat?
Dinner on the lawn with This & That. #mybolognaisebringsthegirlstotheyard (Taken with Instagram at Thornbury)
ReEnGenderneering Superhero Episode #2
This book, ‘The Divine Woman and The Twin flame’ is gonna be a good read. So much more to be said. http://jacintaleplastrierofficial.blogspot.com.au/2012/10/violence-against-women-women-against.html?m=1
#ReEnGenderneering
ReEnGenderneering Superhero, Episode #1
Girl next door: I want a lizard for Xmas. Mum: No lizards, just dresses and toys. Sounds like a job for a ReEnGenderneering superhero!
Love Period
My friend just asked me what I meant by the term I have coined, “Love Period”.
In responding to her I have tagged Kara Crabb as a tilt of my hat of respect to the woman that made me realise it’s not just okay to talk about one’s anal sex exploits on the internet, but in fact it is cool as shit.
Here we go:
What is a Love Period?
Well, sometimes when a man and a woman love each other very much, or if they just like to fuck each other senseless, the man will stick his penis not just in her vagina, but also in her sweet asshole. As a result, the man may then cum with complete, reckless abandon, safe in the knowledge that in doing so he will not create any of those small, cute people that eat alot of your food, only to grow up and become your friend on facebook.
When this act of sweet lovemaking subsides and inevitably the man withdraws his now rapidly shrinking and moist member from her aforementioned honeypot, the gradual, intermittent flows of spent seminal fluid begin evacuating her anus like messed up 20 year old daughters of Anglican bishops on slow - monotonously and painfully documented on social media - pilgrimages around the world to the birthplace of Lady Magdalena.
These uncontrollable and sometimes long lasting spurts of passion filled nostalgia, for which no reputably branded, tampon like devices yet exist, are not too dissimilar to the monthly menstrual discharges of blood that women so know and love, hence the affectionate naming of this phenomenon: the love period.
Thankyou.
okay see after uploading that i realised that it was from year seven and i was a massive fag in year seven and the writing on it is lyrics and oh god i was gay.
The kind of lyric sheet i’ve pored over for hours looking for clues to the secret of existence.
