I think the alternative internet press have been talking to the dog because it's been leaked that this new Sylvania Waters MOFO crew might help our Di Di to train for the 2008 Olympics where she's hoping to represent the Shoire on the Australian Methane Production and Renewable Energy Tree Hugging Team. (They have a kind of pro-anti woodchopping but anti-against natural timber fuel burning approach to their policy writing so it sits well with the stronger members of their team who make money from captuiring the methane but then not burning it because it's against the NSW Workcover rules to do it without a permit or being a member of a union). Essentially they were formed in the first ever microwave oven during the sexual revolution in the seventies when smoking a winnie red in the back of the Sandman Panel meant you were the only people in the world who could teach anyone anything about going down on someone else....
Soooooo.... armed with this key vital clue-giving essential tautology based information, the team with a sexual ego, some receding hair lines and multiple confused past relationship outcomes had to be radiacally changed to suit Di's needs. So she grinded them down week by week, took them off their all red meat diet, took them down the cross for a good blowie and got them into shape. Over time she released them to become the Winnie blue smoking vigililante vegans team. The WBSVVT! The only problem is that they can't agree on anything now. Some examples of the frustration Di is up against on a daily basis: * They're still workshopping a better accronym that has at least one vowel in it so it sounds trendy. * Their extremist fundamentalist minimalist maximus team can't seem to elect a captain because everyone's ego - based on the hot air in the room (and them being high on the methane bi-products caused by too much tofu) won't let them vote for any other person but themselves * They may actually all declare themselves individual countries for the purposes of the Olympics and then reform as a bunch of friend's afterwards (by unfriending and re-friending on LJ of course because that's the right way to do it hey?) * Half of them want to live happily ever after producing enough methane between them to recommence the green hoax ecult helping me through a terrorist attack that landed on me but didn't hurt because bullshit doesn't stick to real people. * Half of them want to sit around smoke pot and whinge about western capitalism - although they want to do it while sitting in all the luxury that capitalism provides them.
How could you say no - right???
I think the alternative internet press have been talking to the dog because it's been leaked that this new Sylvania Waters MOFO crew might help our Di Di to train for the 2008 Olympics where she's hoping to represent the Shoire on the Australian Methane Production and Renewable Energy Tree Hugging Team. (They have a kind of pro-anti woodchopping but anti-against natural timber fuel burning approach to their policy writing so it sits well with the stronger members of their team who make money from captuiring the methane but then not burning it because it's against the NSW Workcover rules to do it without a permit or being a member of a union). Essentially they were formed in the first ever microwave oven during the sexual revolution in the seventies when smoking a winnie red in the back of the Sandman Panel meant you were the only people in the world who could teach anyone anything about going down on someone else....
Soooooo.... armed with this key vital clue-giving essential tautology based information, the team with a sexual ego, some receding hair lines and multiple confused past relationship outcomes had to be radiacally changed to suit Di's needs. So she grinded them down week by week, took them off their all red meat diet, took them down the cross for a good blowie and got them into shape. Over time she released them to become the Winnie blue smoking vigililante vegans team. The WBSVVT! The only problem is that they can't agree on anything now. Some examples of the frustration Di is up against on a daily basis:
* They're still workshopping a better accronym that has at least one vowel in it so it sounds trendy.
* Their extremist fundamentalist minimalist maximus team can't seem to elect a captain because everyone's ego - based on the hot air in the room (and them being high on the methane bi-products caused by too much tofu) won't let them vote for any other person but themselves
* They may actually all declare themselves individual countries for the purposes of the Olympics and then reform as a bunch of friend's afterwards (by unfriending and re-friending on LJ of course because that's the right way to do it hey?)
* Half of them want to live happily ever after producing enough methane between them to recommence the green hoax ecult helping me through a terrorist attack that landed on me but didn't hurt because bullshit doesn't stick to real people.
* Half of them want to sit around smoke pot and whinge about western capitalism - although they want to do it while sitting in all the luxury that capitalism provides them.
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