tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-120098332009-02-21T16:00:36.647+11:00I have the face of a jerk.Jerkfacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14447252677873140816noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12009833.post-1126951378842153232005-09-17T19:44:00.000+10:002005-09-17T20:02:59.986+10:00

In my earlier, car-hoon days, I was a noted Ford fanatic, and for what its worth Im still a big fan of Ford cars, though not as passionately as in my past. Here in Australia, there are three types of guys, Ford fans, Holden (the local division of GM) fans, and homosexuals. The Ford and Holden fans love to hate each other, and are constantly giving each other shit. The Holden fans love to tell us

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Greetings humans, cyborgs, BourbonBird.Due to popular demand, Ive decided to open another chapter of my pain filled youth. There was this big oblong device in our backyard that caused many. many injuries to all the JerkFace clan. Yes, we had a trampoline...Sit back, spark up a Winfield Blue, and take yourself back into the mid 80's. Picture a nice little backyard, couple of Frangipani trees, some

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Hey, remember me?My apologies for the extended break between posts. Between my Aunty passing away, a busy work schedule and my own health issues, Ive hardly had time to keep my blog up to date. I write this at work, glancing over my shoulder to make sure no one is coming.A funny thing happened to me last night, and I just had to share it with those who read my blog.Allow me to set the scene...I

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I have an older sister and a younger brother. Yes, i suffer from the terrible affliction known as Middle Child Syndrome, hence the bitterness I bestow upon the world.(l-r) Sister Jerkface, JerkFace (kneeling), Brother JerkfaceThat's me in the middle, all smiles and happy families it would seem... but if you delve deeper, you will see that not all is what meets the eye. Allow me to share some

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I will admit it now, I can be quite nerdful. I love Lord of the Rings (books and movies), I read those "Choose your own Adventure" books like a bandit when I was a teen, I love movies with superheroes, I sometimes disapear for weeks at a time because Im too busy saving the world on the latest Xbox game, and part of me really wanted to go watch the new Star Wars movie. Although I do drink bourbon,

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Who would have thought that hair-removal cream and testicles make unhappy bedfellows? Not I. An ex partner of mine was once very keen to see my "twig'n'berries" without any hair on it. I was not totally against the idea, so I investigated my possible avenues of hair removal. Shaving was out of the question, too much at risk. I wasnt going to go to a beautician to get waxed because I dont like

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This is about my best mate, and what a great guy he is. Lets call him Mr P.He has done many strange things, yet maintains that he was THE best guy ever invented. Allow me to share a few stories, all free of exaggeration and/or hyperbole.1) Mr P was an innocent 6 year old, and his parents had received a litter of unwanted kittens from family friends. Mr P loved the kittens, but they were too quiet

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Well, it is finally official... I am not a soft-cock!After months of putting it off Ive finally gone and got me a tattoo. Choosing what I wanted turned out to be the hardest part, but I must thank BourbonBird for helping me decide on exactly what I wanted. With her being somewhat of a doyen on these things, I thought long about her idea to tattoo a penis on the side of my face pointing at my

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Hi, Firstly, I have the flu, so don't get too close or my spores will get in your holes...Secondly, my photo there doesnt really do me justice, besides the balding blue hair, the glasses and the can-do attitude... Actually the picture hits the nail on the head.But I digress...This afternoon i got home from work kinda early, couldnt be bothered cooking so i grabbed an ice cream cone from the

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