Living in upside-down land #4

1) 'So yeah, we were deployed to the gulf, and anyways, we're rolling out across the desert, and we see this truck, dropping off men. So we pulls up, and call in an airstrike. Hold tight for twenty minutes, and the A-10s, we call them vultures, blow the fuck out of it. We roll up to investigate and the sargent goes 'alright lads, photo op! because you see, the driver, he'd lost all his arms and legs, but he still had this massive erection. It was hilarious'

Conclusion - war veterans are scary. Then they show you the photographs on their mobile phone. That's even scarier. Especially when they just seem to be mild mannered nice guys.

2) 'i love coke, no really, i love it. Do you know where i can get any?'

-the new chef, demonstrating...uh...something.

3) 'Hey andy, these are some new guys living in our room'
'Any of yous snore? no? good. keep it that way'

-me, suffering from meeting too many new people, and just being rude

4) 'do you sell dinner?'
me: 'no, this is a post office, we only sell stamps'

-me, turning into Bernard Black


the conclusion this week is that i think it's time to move on. I love brisbane, and the folks i've met here. Unfortunately, most of them have moved on to pastures new, and I'm here for another ten days. Ten days of pure misanthropy. hooray.