I bet Peter Garret thinks that the worse thing about going to a "P" party dressed as a proctologist is that despite the jovial reception his gag generates on arrival, there's nothing funny about having to spend the rest of the night wearing latex gloves smeared in vegemite.
Things got stale; things got flat - stand still too long and the mental rot sets-in. But Donkey's back on the road, and back in the tropics where he belongs. Mrs Donkey's on board, of course, but this time it's all a little different; for starters we've two wee-ones in tow, and this time our new locale features fantastic food - affordable French champagne's a nice little added extra. Bring on the high life, but rest assured the low life will remain an unwavering feature
Friday, October 16, 2009
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P Party? I'm not one of those People disappointed by his Political failures because I thought Midnight Oil were a bunch of Pseuds right from the start.
He could win a Prize without any effort at a P Party as a Ponce.
good to have you back you Procrastinator you.
What would you have gone dressed as, Donkey?
Donkey Donkey we miss you terribly!
and me too, wishing you a hee haw happy new year.
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