No I'm not. Of course I'm not getting my tits out. But I can't help but feel massive pangs of jealousy when I read stories about 19 year-old Tasmanian Emmalina who has thousands of fans coming to (on?) her website every day, and here I am, a being of infinitely superior wit floundering around on the Int0rw3b as an unknown.

Why is she famous? Because she gets her tits out. Or nearly. Well, enough at least to make thousands of desperate 17 year-old indian males (f)logging on to her website every day. It's just not fair I tells ya. This is why I sometimes go a fortnight without posting, as it's all about quality over quantity. Which is incidentally what I tell MyTW.

So anyway...what's to tell. Nothing. Working my butt off, enjoying the World Cup with a glass or seven of port or tequila, or sometimes a little of both, then turning up to work bleary-eyed and doing it all again.

The only interesting thing I've come across lately is this timely video before Australia's upcoming do-or-die Battle of Brazil. God I hope we kick those buck-toothed, diving, cheating bastards back to...to...well, to Brazil!.

addendum: I don't actually want 10,000 adolescent horny indians chatting me up on my website...it was a rhetorical question-thingy-whatsit. Ok? Are we clear on that? Good-o.