by mighty_tiger_79 » Thu Sep 20, 2018 4:52 pm
Dutchy wrote:Yankililla Bakery for lunch today.
by Dutchy » Fri Sep 21, 2018 10:18 am
mighty_tiger_79 wrote:Dutchy wrote:Yankililla Bakery for lunch today.
Mmmmmm Vanilla Slice......
by OnSong » Fri Sep 21, 2018 11:38 am
silicone skyline wrote:Not necessarily referring to literally "rating" things, but just things that make you think "Hell yeah, I rate that!"
Kicking it off: I rate Tit Monday
Tit Monday:
This put it best. I didn't write it, for those who thought I did but i'll claim it if you want me to:
"Ah, Tit Monday. It's not that far off now...
That glorious day when, heading into work on the bus, or sitting on the train, you find yourself suddenly chirpier than you have been in months. You find yourself smiling at strangers again. There is a mild involuntary tumescence in your trousers that comes and goes throughout the morning with the comforting regularity of a heartbeat.
And then you get a text around lunchtime from a mate which says: "At last, Tit Monday!" And you instantly understand why you are so happy. For Tit Monday is that special day in the year when, for the first time, the temperature rises above that magical point which causes girls getting dressed in the morning to decide to show a bit of skin.
After months of dull colours and chunky knit, the world's birds suddenly dive into last summer's wardrobe (they've not had chance to buy this season's stuff) and chuck it on without a thought. Your urban landscape is suddenly lightened with acres of naked arm and leg and, after many dark months of burrowing, breasts rising to the surface like moles at dusk.
Big breasts in white work shirts straining at the buttons. Small breasts braless in vest tops, the nipples frotted by ribby fabrics. Breasts in summer dresses bouncing in the distance so that they catch your eye before you even notice there is someone wearing them. Breasts nudging out from the crowd at traffic islands, quivering to cross the road...
And you know it is nearly summer. For previous generations, the arrival of spring was heralded by the sound of the first cuckoo. For us, it is Tit Monday.
Not that it always falls on a Monday. Like Easter, Tit Monday is a moveable feast.
And then, of course, there is Tit Monday Night. You see, in early summer, temperatures drop off very dramatically when night falls. But the dollies are not prepared. Slightly stunned by the morning heat, they drag out the summer clothes but forget to bring a cardie (a mistake they will not make again until next year), so that when they're all standing outside the pub after work celebrating the arrival of spring, their barely covered nipples have no protection from the cold. It's like a Bring-and-Buy sale where everyone has brought hat pegs. It's like a prog-rock gig where, instead of lighters, everyone is holding up nipples.
So when will Tit Monday fall this year? Will you be the first to text your mates with the announcement? Do not shoot your bolt too early. There will be false starts. You will smell fresh cut grass and see a couple of early starters and feel compelled to declare Tit Monday. But your more level-headed friends will tell you to hold your horses, keep your powder dry, don't fire until you see the whites of their bra straps.
As the poet said: one bold Northern slapper in a bikini doth not a summer make."
by Dutchy » Fri Sep 21, 2018 12:45 pm
by OnSong » Fri Sep 21, 2018 2:07 pm
Dutchy wrote:Are you and silicone skyline the same? Just like Morell and Booney?
by Booney » Fri Sep 21, 2018 2:10 pm
by MW » Fri Sep 21, 2018 2:11 pm
OnSong wrote:silicone skyline wrote:Not necessarily referring to literally "rating" things, but just things that make you think "Hell yeah, I rate that!"
Kicking it off: I rate Tit Monday
Tit Monday:
This put it best. I didn't write it, for those who thought I did but i'll claim it if you want me to:
"Ah, Tit Monday. It's not that far off now...
That glorious day when, heading into work on the bus, or sitting on the train, you find yourself suddenly chirpier than you have been in months. You find yourself smiling at strangers again. There is a mild involuntary tumescence in your trousers that comes and goes throughout the morning with the comforting regularity of a heartbeat.
And then you get a text around lunchtime from a mate which says: "At last, Tit Monday!" And you instantly understand why you are so happy. For Tit Monday is that special day in the year when, for the first time, the temperature rises above that magical point which causes girls getting dressed in the morning to decide to show a bit of skin.
After months of dull colours and chunky knit, the world's birds suddenly dive into last summer's wardrobe (they've not had chance to buy this season's stuff) and chuck it on without a thought. Your urban landscape is suddenly lightened with acres of naked arm and leg and, after many dark months of burrowing, breasts rising to the surface like moles at dusk.
Big breasts in white work shirts straining at the buttons. Small breasts braless in vest tops, the nipples frotted by ribby fabrics. Breasts in summer dresses bouncing in the distance so that they catch your eye before you even notice there is someone wearing them. Breasts nudging out from the crowd at traffic islands, quivering to cross the road...
And you know it is nearly summer. For previous generations, the arrival of spring was heralded by the sound of the first cuckoo. For us, it is Tit Monday.
Not that it always falls on a Monday. Like Easter, Tit Monday is a moveable feast.
And then, of course, there is Tit Monday Night. You see, in early summer, temperatures drop off very dramatically when night falls. But the dollies are not prepared. Slightly stunned by the morning heat, they drag out the summer clothes but forget to bring a cardie (a mistake they will not make again until next year), so that when they're all standing outside the pub after work celebrating the arrival of spring, their barely covered nipples have no protection from the cold. It's like a Bring-and-Buy sale where everyone has brought hat pegs. It's like a prog-rock gig where, instead of lighters, everyone is holding up nipples.
So when will Tit Monday fall this year? Will you be the first to text your mates with the announcement? Do not shoot your bolt too early. There will be false starts. You will smell fresh cut grass and see a couple of early starters and feel compelled to declare Tit Monday. But your more level-headed friends will tell you to hold your horses, keep your powder dry, don't fire until you see the whites of their bra straps.
As the poet said: one bold Northern slapper in a bikini doth not a summer make."
At last...
by Booney » Fri Sep 21, 2018 2:12 pm
by Lightning McQueen » Fri Sep 21, 2018 2:18 pm
Booney wrote:Morgan Freeman, I read everything in Morgan Freeman's voice.
by Lightning McQueen » Fri Sep 21, 2018 2:19 pm
by Lightning McQueen » Fri Sep 21, 2018 2:34 pm
by Armchair expert » Fri Sep 21, 2018 8:43 pm
by Wedgie » Sat Sep 22, 2018 5:55 pm
Armchair expert wrote:Such a great club are Geelong
by Corona Man » Sat Sep 22, 2018 7:45 pm
by coman » Sat Sep 22, 2018 8:47 pm
by amber_fluid » Sat Sep 22, 2018 8:49 pm
Corona Man wrote:The first 2 rib eyes off the Ziggy, and the Taylors Merlot. Gold.
by mighty_tiger_79 » Sat Sep 22, 2018 10:17 pm
Wedgie wrote:I rate @Dutchy's state at the moment after Flaggies won the A and B grade finals (and under 15s).
by Corona Man » Sun Sep 23, 2018 12:41 pm
by The Dark Knight » Sun Sep 23, 2018 3:01 pm
Yep, very happy they've got her on there. Her voice is sexy.Corona Man wrote:Isa Guha. Perhaps the Foxtel cricket channel does have an upside.
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