Bunch of Cunts.

BNP membership list fell onto the internet. Hilarious.

Unfortunately, there's four in New Zealand.

Google "wikileaks", if you're curious.

And, for my readers in Aotearoa, this is what a scrum-half* is supposed to look like.

*Half-back, for those of us who speak Southern Hemisphere.

AMERICA!! FUCK YEAH!!!

Well, the good guys won. I myself am on the second bottle of cheap sparkling wine. Also, I'll now be recyling my Obama t-shirt as a car wash flannel thing. Because it's not healthy to walk around with your president's name on your chest.

Congratulations, America. I fucking love you, the third greatest country in the world. Don't fuck it up now.

Rugby League "World" Cup.

I hate to say this, but come the fuck on, Australia.

You can stick your queen up your fucking bollocks.

Life On Mars.

I would like to take time off work next week to watch the American election results. I have my bottle of bourbon all ready for celebration/drown my sorrows.

Unfortunately, the International Date Line completely pickles my head, and I am not sure what day I need off. I think I want Wednesday 5th November, New Zealand time, off work. But I am not sure. It is all very, very confusing. Universal Global Time can't happen soon enough.