Today in the mail, not only did my flatmate get a personal love letter from Mick Malthouse (imploring him in the most ardent tones to rejoin the Black and White for another year*), but TWO parcels from myself, stacked full of books. I highly recommend posting letters and parcels of random gifts to yourself; not only do you get the fun of opening it, but you just know that you're going to get yourself what you've always wanted.
Also, today I dug up, out of a small bag of clothes that I had recovered from Newcastle, this!
The WillTypeForFood autumn clothing range is not coming to a city near you**, in a wide range of colours, limited, but not in a restrictive fashion to black, white, black and white, black with white lettering, white lettering with black background, and blacky-white.
This exclusive (limited to ONE!) range will remain unsold to all comers, and is guaranteed to shock no one and break no new ground in the style stakes!
*It might have concluded by promising him a personal date, but I must admit I didn't read that far. Also, I doubt that even Collingwood would go that far...
** Unless you're in Melbourne, in which case, tough bikkies.
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9 comments:
I'll have a gross of WTfF jodphurs, thanks.
Ah, now, the official WTfF jodphurs, they really are gross.
I'll take the keyring and the noise making bottle opener.
Really I am a little jealous. My blog has never made me a shirt.
I certainly do have an industrious little blog. But if you scrutinise the back of that shirt view, above my address, you'll see a faint white line... almost as if I'd written something down, and then rubbed it out! There's a reason why I didn't make any more copies of this...
Why not available in Melbourne?
Why, why?
So what I took as an artisitic smudge [which is how I like to describe my drawing skillz] is, in fact, a bit of a fuck up?
I'd totally take a coffee mug.
I'm averting my eyes from the fact that you placed your double asterisks before the comma, you naughty boy.
Love the tee. I hope it ups your readership by a gross.
Has anyone ever told you that you bear an uncanny resemblance to the dentist who cannot show his face on television?
Thanks. Of course I like to extract the odd molar in my spare time, but haven't thought of making it into a profession.
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