I'm lying. Again. Not many of my titles actually tell the truth. Then there's the ones which bare absolutely no resemblance to the content at all. Their only job being to confuse Tara and make her think she has a saggy butt or something.

For the record, Tara has a great butt, I think. I haven't been able to examine it as minutely as I would like, so my assessment isn't really complete.

An aside note: Suipplepippy just got played on the Aus Music show, and plugged mby Richard Kingsmill! Whoo. Well done boys, you're on the way to greatness.

So... Tonight we eat at Hooters huh, well this comes from a couple of sources. Of course the statement itself comes from this particular comic at Flem. The phrase struck a chord with me, so I spout it at random, inappropriate times.

Now, to connect it to the now.
Dinner is worth mentioning (Tonight we eat), because my lovely mother braved the hour and a half car trip from Toowoomba (fuck that page is embarrassing) to have dinner with her ickle boy. Yay. Nice.
The Hooters thing? Well I've always wanted a Hooters shirt (don't ask), and I must have mentioned this in passing to the lovely Holly, because she and Kelly turned up at my house tonight with my very own HOOTERS SHIRT!!

I love you Holly.