From the monthly archives:

September 2008

Students Night Pseudolesbian Canadian French Invasion

by Kurt Robinson on September 28, 2008

Wednesday night. Student’s night in Newcastle. I jump on the train at Maitland. This cute dark haired girl gets on… but she looks like a lesbian. I wave her over.
“Uhh… hi. Do I know you?”
“No, not at all. But hey, take a seat, join the party.”
She had the strongest [...]

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Gym Timez

by Kurt Robinson on September 27, 2008

I went into the gym after work, to see if I could get a deal on the membership.
The salesgirl Nadia was a cute brunette who wasn’t quite at ease in her high heels. Sweet girl. She said to me something like “Go easy on me, it’s my first presentation,” which is a classic [...]

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Top 10 Search Engine Phrases to Find this Site for this Month

by Kurt Robinson on September 24, 2008

Well actually one of them is from July.

10 different keyphrases

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practical female psychology for the practical man

It’s good to know where your fans stand.  Here’s a hot pic [...]

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Just a Really Quick Call

by Kurt Robinson on September 23, 2008

“Hello is this Mr. Aleksander Petrovic?”
“Yes, this is me,” he spoke slowly in an eastern European accent.
“My name is Jones Brixton. I’m just calling about some information that was sent to you as a customer of Aftnap.”
“What, the bank?”
“Yes, the bank.”
“So you’re calling from the bank?”
“No, no… Actually I’m calling from a call centre [...]

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Born to Write

by Kurt Robinson on September 22, 2008

When I was in second grade, we would write stories in pencil on a grey scratch pad. If you liked the story a lot, you would ask the teacher Mrs Bledsoe if you could publish it. Publishing it meant writing it out on pretty coloured paper, drawing illustrations, binding it with a couple [...]

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It was midnight on new year’s. I was at some irish pub with my friends. It was adam and eve themed night… so Banto was dressed up as god. Which to him means wearing a white sheet that says “God” on it. Girls were coming up to him all night and [...]

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Angelique

by Kurt Robinson on September 20, 2008

Friday. Transport. I swirl around and see a brunette with a full curvy body and huge breasts. She couldn’t be older than 26, but really she’s 30. I grab her hand and spin her around.
“Uhh… hi.”
“Hi there. I’m Kurt.”
“Angelique… Nice beret.”
“Oh, zank you… zis is just a leetle zing from [...]

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Tristan and the Golddigging Whores

by Kurt Robinson on September 18, 2008

“Come on Tristan – I’ve approached hundreds of girls and nothing like that has ever happened.”
“Yeah… well I just know that if I go up to a girl and say hi, the next thing you know, the boyfriend will jump out from behind a pillar and say ‘what’s all dis den?’”
“That’s ridiculous. You’re telling [...]

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