Ain’t no Party like a Warehouse Party
Back in my glory days in ol’ Coffs Harbour I used to ‘claim’ that I was hippie. This involved me walking around everywhere barefoot, …
Back in my glory days in ol’ Coffs Harbour I used to ‘claim’ that I was hippie. This involved me walking around everywhere barefoot, …
Below is my friend and new roomie, Sam. I know. It ain’t much of a beard. A pathetic attempt at a Lenin-styled goatee I suppose. …
Things that are great in pairs: Venus and SerenaBased solely on the size of their badonka donks and ability to always be ghetto stylin’ up the …
Oh what a day huh?! The sun is shining, birds are chirping and there is a gentle breeze rustling through the chin plummage of bearded …
Holy shit you guys, tomorrow is World Beard Day. When I first heard about this, I swore I thought I heard the person say, …
Thank fuck it’s Thursday, am I right? This week has been absolute balls. Achieving real life goals such as writing words for university, turning up …
Regrets, huh? How about them. I love it in interviews with celebrities and models, when they are asked if they have any regrets and they …
Look, I ain’t no DJ nor am I that musically inclined, so I don’t want no shit for my musical taste in the following post. …
Yes we’re back again this week for some more Friday bearded goodness. This time I’d like to bring your attention to my friend Matt. This …
Sometimes, shit gets rough. When your sitting on your bed eating butter as a meal, in the same jeans you’ve slept in for three days, …
Author: Megan