also sucks when there is wind but its just not enough, its like being taunted and teased, worse still is when u spit into it in disgust and it still manages to fly back into your face!

Dear Dr Azza,

go on. Move. join us on the west coast. You know you want to...

PS: bring some freakin' wind!

Juddy

Dr Azza,

no. I did mean "bring some freakin' wind with you..."

I believe you may be a freak with wind, but my request remains just so long as you bring some freakin' wind......some 'ken wind...any wind...

BTW - if you eat those beans, & save up any digestively created wind, it will be a good thing.

how's Ratchet & the cold spoon? i'm still looking for Debbie & Roxy

Juddy

Dear Dr Azza,

My stash of incendiaries got appropriated by a bunch of goons from the gov't. they mentioned something about a 'jihad' (WTF??) and they didn't like the fact that i was kiting near a navy base at the time (go figure?) so there's nothing combustible to create wind over here.

Pity you can't bring your stash, but I know Adelaide needs it more than we do. As for your learned Qld friend, i'm just waiting for his movied to be released. I'm particularly interested in the title...

BTW, i can see a 35 foot Scarab moored on the river from my office window. If you dont' have any wind, what about a really decent motor launch?

I know Debbie & Roxy like water sports

regards,

Juddy

Dear Dr Azza,

i am of the view that the Mk. 48 is an entirely over-rated piece of technology. i am waiting with baited breath for the Project SEA 1429 Replacement Heavyweight Torpedo to be unleashed upon our enemies. I expect that in the fullness of time & at the appropriate juncture, the resulting explosion will create a breeze that all will be eminently enjoyable for all.

That said & done, Debbie is in fact, a true blonde (trust me, I know ). I had to make sure. Roxy on the other hand is a brunette (I've always been more successful with brunettes - don't know why to be honest).

There's a rather large launch heading downstream as we speak. I'm sure there'd be room for me, you, Debbie, Roxy & half a dozen more nurses once you arrive...

until then...

Juddy,
the recovering patient, but oh so sick puppy...

Not as bad as living in Ghana. No wind. Ever.

The whole point of no wind is to make you appreciate when you have wind. Azza you'll have some time to settle in and establish something of a foundation before the wind hits, then use that what you have made to fall back on when you degenerate into the depraved lunacy of kiting every ****ing day.

**** I gotta get back to Perth.