Red Mosquito

spike wrote:i picked up some rexona at wooly's. just not used to men's roll-ons coming in the dainty women's sizes.

Higgs wrote:

spike wrote:i picked up some rexona at wooly's. just not used to men's roll-ons coming in the dainty women's sizes.

I see your issue. In my experience over here roll on is not as common as a good old squirt of cfc's under each pit of a morning.

spike wrote:Cleaned up lots of leaves and possum crap on the deck and along the nature strip in our outdoor area, and nothing creepy crawly killed me.

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spike wrote:Cleaned up lots of leaves and possum crap on the deck and along the nature strip in our outdoor area, and nothing creepy crawly killed me.

Spike - 1
Australia - 0

spike wrote:Cleaned up lots of leaves and possum crap on the deck and along the nature strip in our outdoor area, and nothing creepy crawly killed me.

Spike - 1
Australia - 0

wease wrote:

spike wrote:Cleaned up lots of leaves and possum crap on the deck and along the nature strip in our outdoor area, and nothing creepy crawly killed me.

Spike - 1
Australia - 0

I’m not so sure you’ve scored that correctly. When’s the last time you cleaned possum shit off your deck in the US of A?

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

tragabigzanda wrote:PJ Harvey touring tour area next spring:

Tuesday 4th March | Perth Festival, Kings Park & Botanic Garden, PERTH
Friday 7th March | WOMADelaide, ADELAIDE
Sunday 9th March | Golden Plains, MEREDITH
Tuesday 11th March | Plenary, MCEC, MELBOURNE
Thursday 13th March | Sydney Opera House Forecourt, SYDNEY
Saturday 15th March | Great Hall, BCEC, BRISBANE
Tuesday 18th March | Zepp Haneda, TOKYO
Wednesday 19th March | Gorilla Hall, OSAKA

Pre-sale already happened, so if you're interested I'd jump on it.

Chris_H_2 wrote: