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Bruce Irons with a flare out the back of his board. Totally sick!

This is by far the most unbelievable ad I’ve ever seen. It’s an ad in the US for Summer’s Eve, a vagina specific body-wash (vagina-wash?) and vagina-wipes… because, you know, vaginas are filthy things that need to be disinfected at all times. It features not only a talking hand that is meant to resemble a vagina, but they actually refer to a vagina as “your vertical smile”. 

I think there’s a reason that we refer to advertising agency types as douches. 

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New Zealand vs Tonga (Pacific Nations Cup 2008)

Inspired by indefensible’s post, I thought I’d remind everyone how amazing it is when two Pacific Nations teams - i.e. NZ and Samoa, or as in this case, NZ and Tonga - play each other.

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What you wrote yesterday wasn’t just any old bullshit. It was dangerous, hurtful bullshit of the worst kind. It didn’t set women’s rights back by years or decades or even five lousy minutes, because these days women don’t hold their rights at the whim of fools who think assault, harassment and betrayal are no big deal. Women are stronger than that and we are all better for it.

But mate, you set back the cause for the rest us; for every bloke who ever decided to keep his pants on, and his hands to himself; for every bloke who took seriously the admonition that it wasn’t all about him and his one-eyed little friend. That crap you filed yesterday, sure, it insulted women. But it insulted men on a much deeper level. It implied we can never change, we can never get better. And hell, maybe, as a gender, we can’t. But as individuals we can and do every day. And the first step is not making excuses for our bad behaviour or shifting the blame onto women as a whole, or on to some ill-defined political construct.

John Birmingham responds to Bob Ellis’s ignorant bile.  A-fucken-men to my new hero. Bob, you’re a first class cunt. 
But also if women just turned around and were honest and said I don’t give a shit, I’m not playing – I don’t care what Angelina Jolie was wearing this week, I haven’t got time to pamper myself, I don’t care if I’ve got blackheads, I don’t care if my arse is a bit spongy, I have not got time for you, you ridiculous capitalist construct, then the whole game would be fucked overnight. I must get Caitlin Moran’s new book. Fuck yes. 

Really shit dubbing of the stars, but a beautiful film nonetheless. 

God I miss the ocean.

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(Source: theanimalblog, via somethingchanged)


Surfer Mag’s pic of the day. 

“We were on a trip to the East Coast while Keith was filming his bodysurfing movie,” says Chris Burkard. “All of the sudden the swell took a sharp turn for Iceland and we decided to chase it. It was pretty classic. It was just Keith and I as we surfed a couple of slabs and chased the surf all around. We ended up driving up to an ice lake to check it out. Keith was frothing to surf the river mouth where the ice comes out. Right then and there he jumped in the lake and floated out to sea.” Photo: Burkard

Surfer Mag’s pic of the day

“We were on a trip to the East Coast while Keith was filming his bodysurfing movie,” says Chris Burkard. “All of the sudden the swell took a sharp turn for Iceland and we decided to chase it. It was pretty classic. It was just Keith and I as we surfed a couple of slabs and chased the surf all around. We ended up driving up to an ice lake to check it out. Keith was frothing to surf the river mouth where the ice comes out. Right then and there he jumped in the lake and floated out to sea.” Photo: Burkard


Before the book came out, I worried over why anyone would even want to read it. It’s a memoir about growing up gay, Asian-Australian in a scatologically-fixated large family in the midst of a divorce in Coastal Queensland. Not a universal experience, by any means IncBlot interview with Benjamin Law, one of the best new Australian writers. 

The cutest cat video that has ever existed.

The problem with the dash—as you may have noticed!—is that it discourages truly efficient writing. It also—and this might be its worst sin—disrupts the flow of a sentence. Don’t you find it annoying—and you can tell me if you do, I won’t be hurt—when a writer inserts a thought into the midst of another one that’s not yet complete? Strunk and White—who must always be mentioned in articles such as this one—counsel against overusing the dash as well: “Use a dash only when a more common mark of punctuation seems inadequate.” Who are we, we modern writers, to pass judgment—and with such shocking frequency—on these more simple forms of punctuation—the workmanlike comma, the stalwart colon, the taken-for-granted period? Em dashes—why writers should use them more sparingly, Slate Magazine (via somethingchanged)

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