Jul 26, 2007 13:15
Puke is looking for a share house. Puke has Pension, job (soon enough), and personality. Puke needs room. Not urgent mind you, and preferably with people I know. I'll need time to buy stuffs and save bond etc, so just giving you all an opportunity to keep me in mind when the cool people start asking around for new flatmates.
Peace out.
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Might know 'em myself...
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This perhaps is going to sound really strange, but 8 years ago when I lived in the Blue Mountains a friend of mine named Helena (whose sister is a semi-famous lesbian comedienne named Sue-Ann Post) was dating a young punk who went by the name of Puke. He had an outrageously good mohawk and was heaps of fun: we had an awesome time one night at my house in Blackheath, involving wickedly good hot chocolate and a collection of very bent senses of humour.
My kids still speak very fondly and enthusiastically of him, including his infamous overeating spree at Pizza Hut's salad bar- actually, to my kids he's a bit of a legend.
Could this be the same Puke? If it is, hello from the family who remembers you as with great affection and much laughter! We luffs you still! If this isn't that Puke, then you share a name with an awesome guy. :D
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Waitup... I am getting a vague inkling of who you may be....
But please, do refresh an old punk-boi's memory...
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The infamous Pizza Hutt incident happened in Lithgow, resulting in you vomiting from overeating. The boys were terribly impressed, never actually having been able to achieve overeating to such a degree. They also spent the entire time climbing all over you at the time of the Awesome Hot Chocolate Event. You all got into cracking jokes about cockatoos because of your mohawk...
I remember Helena spent a lot of time oscillating between lusting after you big time and in conflict with actually going out with a male. *grin ( ... )
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How have you been these past few (many) years?
If you can encapsulate the enormity of time passed, then so shall I (Though being myself, it may sound a tad like the bastard child script from Jerry Springer and Desperate Housewives tumultuous affair)...
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