tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203110337754630589.post2021506290118493537..comments2024-03-23T06:43:45.246+10:00Comments on 1735099: Masters of the UniverseUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203110337754630589.post-31928511706433567972009-01-31T15:01:00.000+10:002009-01-31T15:01:00.000+10:00Having lived in Cunnamulla but also travelling to ...Having lived in Cunnamulla but also travelling to Sydney for work I know what you are saying.<BR/><BR/>Sad but true.<BR/><BR/>According to my sister- our family's genealogy expert, we are supposed to be descended from the wild man from Ironbark on which the legendary poem is based.<BR/><BR/>I still can't convince Mrs Grendel that I'd look better with a beard though."Grendel"https://www.blogger.com/profile/09811467039384648545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4203110337754630589.post-80913228674375153812009-01-31T11:04:00.000+10:002009-01-31T11:04:00.000+10:00When I saw that picture of a jet, I thought the st...When I saw that picture of a jet, I thought the story was going to be about Bligh. Ah well.<BR/><BR/>I did a stint last year in a financial company. I was in the back office, so I was spared all that rubbish. However, I'd have breakfast (after riding to work) in the cafe downstairs, and I got to listen in to some of those Masters.<BR/><BR/>"Masterbators" suits them perfectly. <BR/><BR/>I also once knew a bloke who was a stock broker for Rene Rivkin (when Rene still did that sort of thing). He was so full of crap, it wasn't funny. He was thick as too short planks, but a wizard at soaking up the daily marketing spiel ("we're pushing sultanas today!") and repeating it to clients in an utterly believable and coherent manner.Boy on a bikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14452119541546978454noreply@blogger.com