TRYING TIMES
June 5th, 2014 | by Boris
“O tempore! O mores!” the great Roman orator, Cicero, observed as he fed Lucius Sergius Catilina a plate full of
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SNOWY’S STANZAS 1
June 5th, 2014 | by Snowy
ON THE HUME HIGHWAY Ha! NSW Highway Patrol – 0 Me – 1 Silverwater to south side of Canberra in
MINISTER MULDER, YOU’RE A DICKHEAD
May 27th, 2014 | by Boris
I’m gonna get a bit sweary here. So if you’re all sensitive and Christian and shit, fuck off now and
THE TRANSGRESSION OF THE HIPSTER
May 9th, 2014 | by Boris
It was only a matter of time before the vile Hipster turned his attention to my beloved motorcycling, spread wide its exclusive little hams with his freshly tattooed fingers, and jammed his horrid phallus deep into its hitherto private parts
THE PRICE OF STUPID
May 6th, 2014 | by Boris
It’s been six weeks since I flung myself into the side of an SUV. In almost four decades of riding,
HOW GOES THE REICH?
April 28th, 2014 | by Boris
I note that Reichsführer Newman and that capering jackanapes of an Attorney-General have not moved a single step back from their “All bikies, their mates, their families, their lawyers, their accountants and their employers, are criminal scum” position
INAT
April 14th, 2014 | by Boris
I do not do this invalid shit well. I try and I try, but I just cannot come to terms
THE PRICE – Part Three
April 11th, 2014 | by Boris
My only memory of what happened after I’d been wheeled through a kilometre of corridors to Westmead’s surgery wing was
THE PRICE – Part Two
April 3rd, 2014 | by Boris
Following a beaut motorcycle accident, Borrie recounts his time in hospital in excruciating detail. This is Part Two of The Price
THE PRICE – Part One
March 27th, 2014 | by Boris
I grabbed the handlebars with both hands, bent my knees and started to heave the slowly haemorrhaging beast upright, but my left hand refused to co-operate. I could move my fingers, but they felt tingly and weak. I must have banged it hard
