Ah phillip Island, now I know how much fudge it takes to give me a headspin and what a pirate penguin would metaphorically sound like if it was getting boozed up.
Yes Svetiepants took a holiday, it would've been awesome if my 8 other stupid friends weren't there but hey, I couldnt afford a cabin on my own and I needed Leah to cook for me and Aster to tell me to drink alchohol when i lose at cards (which is always).
A weekend of eating and drinking and bad dressing was undertaken. This was why it had to be 3 hours away from homeground, so that only the penguins and dead seal carcasses on the beach would know of it.
Oh by the way, I'm sorry to shatter anyone in Melbourne who was planning on opening a business called 'U-neek gifts', but the name is taken. Yup, out in Cowes (no actual cows, just bad gift shops) you'll find the place thriving. Not to mention it's rival, 'Anything Goes: at the right place'. (ugh, its so wierd and stupid!)
There's also a psychedelically coloured cafe that does huge chicken shnitzels which come from giant monster chickens fed on cats.
There's fluroscent gelati, tennis sweatbands and clothes for your grandma.
The best bits included
- our fantastic beach-facing porch, allowing Chox to yell at kids on the lawn without moving from her rocker.
- Air so fresh you wanted to bottle it
-Baywatch runs from boys swimming in their underwear
-The penguin calls invented by the cabin dwellers
Unfortunately some photogarphic evidence got out, if you look closely you may find it on ringo.com, that shit house site that seems to be so hip with the kids these days.
5 comments:
Yarrrrrrrrrrrrr!
'Anything goes at the right price' - sounds like the slogan of a working girl. Not that I'd know. No, not at all.
hey svet sounds like one hell of a weekend, shame i missed it. im especially pissed about missing the giant chicken schnitzels and the seal carcass. oh well always next time i guess!
xxxx
Hmm... maybe those chicken shnitzels were actually seal carcasses! They tasted like it.
That weekend was fun for all. Yes it was. Fun-diddly-fun.
Ahem.
It's weird to think that 2 weekends ago I had a boyfriend who kissed other men and dressed in my friend's clothes, while at the same time breaking my heart into tiny bite size pieces and throwing them at the seal carcass rotting away on the beach.
Hey, I should market it: Funsize chunks of Chox's heart wrapped in the deliciously pungent skin of a seal carcass.
Ahh, crap. I think I'm in the angry, bitter stage of getting over the ex-boyfriend. I knew it wouldn't take long. Enough about me: Thanks for the great weekend I had after Phillip Island! It was the best. You sure know how to make a girl feel loved Svettles.
CHOX
xxx
Hey, I just realised that thanking you for making me feel better is still about me. Woops.
Post a Comment