So this morning I was cancelling my free calling 0800psychic line when the front page carried no such photo. Nada. Not an iota.
But page three did have a shot of two men fighting and a woman falling over with her high heels in her hand. Funnily enough, I can't seem to find these shots online. But page five's shot was there.
Thank you guys, I knew you were out there, somewhere.
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Whatever happened to the Canterbury Aristocracy?
They're spinning in their graves.
That girl in the red top's mum must be so proud...
Oh yeah Vdog, that's fifteen minutes of fame that I'd really be wanting to give back.
She is not so much in the red top as emerging from it.
Fountainesque, perhaps?
I thought her hair band had slipped down...
Hah!
I was on the way to work last week when I saw two rather rotund girls stopped on the footpath both holding onto railings with their heads down, puking their guts up. They looked like they were dressed in the clothes they went out in the night before. I laughed for the rest of the day.
Hah! scenes like that really make you feel so good about your day. I would have been tempted to thank them.
*whispers* it's actually a photo from last year's Caulfield Cup which is sort of raced in, cough, Melbourne.
That explains why they are wearing so much, Melbourne ladies have class...
Damn, and there was me thinking I could fess up to that as no one would be reading these comments anymore!
Ha, I got to it late (kidney infection had me down again) so I saw your confession, too! Busted!
Crap. Got me!
And kidney infection - yack. Hope you feeling better.
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