I went to the Bulldogs game today and saw them kick 7 goals in 110 minutes. I would have taken some photos, except I'm a Bulldogs supporter, so I'd probably have missed.
At work yesterday I noticed that it's Mother's Day soon. There's a side end of those Enjo cleaning gloves and a sign that says "The perfect gift for any Mum".
Ok Woolworths, how the fuck is that the perfect gift for any Mum? What? 'Hey Mum! Happy Mother's Day! Here, you can use this to clean the house. Oh, it's great isn't it! So, do you want to try it now? Why not?'
Perfect gift for any Mum my arse, what about Mums who don't have any hands?
Woolworths... Morons...

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