All My Friends Are Crap

My Friends Are Crap, Just Like Me.

Friday, February 6

Cunts!!! Fucking Cunts!!!!

As you can see, I'm angry, really fucking angry. I called the importer the other day about getting that turbo motor. I asked:
"Has it got everything on it so I can put it in, turn the key and start it?"
They said:
"Yes"

Bullshit. Fucking bullshit. The motor turned up at the shop today. As we were unloading it, I noticed that there were no visible signs of a computer. So I asked the delivery dude if there was another box that he had to give me. Nope. No computer, no airflow meter, no dropping resistor for the injectors, the wiring loom has been chopped at the back of the motor, there are no engine mounts on the block, no A/C compressor, no power steering pump, the idler bearing for the alternator belt is fucked, the alternator is fucked and the list goes on. I called the supplier up about this shitter of a motor and told him that there was shit missing, that he'd said it was complete and that this was bullshit. "No, we don't get computers or sensors, we don't get engine mounts with the motors etc."

My answer to his bullshit was "Well how the fuck do you dudes make money with such shit customer service and such blatant disinformation about your product?"

Anyway, so I told him that I wouldn't be dealing with them again, and I'd be steering our customers away from his dodgy fucking business. And we have a lot of customers asking where the best place to get import motors from is. This is shit. Fucking cunt. I'm more than likely sending the motor back.

My boss is talking about putting a 4.5L nissan V8 in my car instead. Apparently we can get them really cheap from a good supplier. I just have to do some research to see if you can put a manual box behind those motors.

Those fuckers shouldn't be in business if they can't be honest about the product they sell. People are going to hear about this. Many people....

As I've said before, 'Nobody fucks with Richards.'
Richards

ONE MORE THING!!!

Capt'n Sushi Smack will be at mine tonight to so you can all hurl insults at him.

OK A FEW ISSUES

MR P!!! Can you please change your detail on here so Austin doesnt get in and fuck up my editing powers... you need to learn some security lessons mr p...

AUSTIN- Although i am quite obviously whipped at least i havnt dissapeared like the sushi king... i still find time in between fucks to see you guys.

DRINKS AT MINE TONIGHT!!!

I know for a fact that if you go to panthers you'll leave within an hour and end up at mine anyways...

thats all... thank you for your time and reading my thoroughly uninteresting post

Thursday, February 5



Hahahaha!!!!

THERE IS NO SILENCE!!!

I havnt been keeping silent on the ranchy details Austin... I just havnt told you... Everyone else knows all about it.. Even Pablo...



I'm Waving My Dick In The Wind

So everyone. How is things? From what I read everything is a.o.k. Pablo is going to make yet another shitty purchase based on image instead of reality. Richards has purchased a turbo motor and is now timelining the restructure of his automobile, Jeff has returned from holiday and won't give up any information as to what happened which I guess is his approach. I will find out Jeff.. You can't hide the butt-plug thing for that long. All I have to do is ask Trina or her bandmates or Andrew. I'm sure he's in on the whole deal.

Ah. Waving my dick in the wind. I wish I could do that. Instead is like a jiggle/wobble/bounce thing I got going on. If the Shlubby could make a sound it would be like a ball hitting concrete (refer to aphex twin). By the way Ween has a song called Waving my dick in the wind which is delightful.

I've been listening to The Flaming Lips. They make such beautiful music. It's so fantastic. It's deep and stuff.. I like it. Stixx likes it to. But I think everyone should give it a go. Especially Kansas. He's stressing out over his computer too much. It makes me upset.

Work is average. I get away with stuff but they've put in this rule to ban diskmans and mobiles from your desk. Which in my opinion is all good, but I like having my headphones on.. So I have devised a plan called "Operation Secret Headphone" in which I hide an ear peice under my headset and crank tunes all day to keep me happy. Today is day four of operation Secret Headphone and no-one has clued in as yet.

One final question before I go back to work. Where is Shazoo? He's gone. Raw isn't giving him a day off and he's on holidays. So I guess while Jeff and Shaz are pussy whipped and Richards is undergoing automobile withdrawals and is spending every waking moment he has sleeping next to his 300ZX.. I have to spend all my time with Pablo, Stixx, Allan and Kansas. Which isn't what I wanted to do.

Thank you for leaving me out. Especially you Jeff..

Cunts.

Austin.


** Putting your post in the center of the page makes it look professional and important.. Also Stixx comes up as Stick in spell check.. Is that a sign? **

AND SO IT CONTINUES... THE GREAT OIL CAP CONSPIRACY

... i saw Matt yesterday and casually brought up whether the oil cap was his, (i sent him a message on friday to explain i'd run over an oil cap on the street and he'd better check his) his response 'i dunno i'll check', of course it wasnt there...

Keep in mind between friday and today Matt has driven to Bathurst and back... yet his car seems fine... he's getting a new one but he did say something quite ironic...

'Better keep your car locked up Jeff, i might just steal yours and save me the hassle'

Sound familiar? and so the loop continues...

1200 techniques: Consistancy Theory...

rules!!! it not as good as the first album upon first hearing but it grow on you... good bass pumpin', hip-hoppin', groove-movin' tunes i recommend it to all...

Anyways work calls, and stuff needs to be done... i predict yet another shitty day today.

Wednesday, February 4

Damn straight I'm organised

I applied for a $4000 loan on the weekend, told my mum about it, and she said she'd loan me the cash without interest. So, I was on the phone today looking for a turbo motor for my car. My preferred supplier wanted $1700, but won't have any till next month when they go to Japan. I called another supplier and they had one in stock for $1035 delivered to my workshop. Good shit. I've got it all planned. The motor will get to the shop this week and I'll spend Saturday and Sunday pulling the old motor out, making new engine mounts and putting the new one in. The new motor is out of a late model 300ZX - 3L quad cam single turbo V6. By the time it's all done, it should make over 200kw - about as much power as a Skyline GTR.

Plans for the car in the next three months include motor, intercooler, big exhaust, boost controller, blow off valve, lowering it 2", modifications to the rear control arms so I can adjust the camber, new front tyres, re-gasing the A/C, fixing the power steering and getting rego.

So, due to me having to go to work every weekend to work on my car, I'm cutting down on the partying substantially. Pills once a month max.

Richards

THE PORNWAGON MYTH

I have had reports that a certain Mechanic friend quite close to us (no names mentioned) has deemed the Legendary Pornwagon 'Unregisterable'... I will have you know that once again the Legendary Pornwagon (for here on in known as LPW) has surpassed everyones low expectations of it and HAS PASSED REGO!!!

The only problem with the LPW is its obvious lack of power (being a 4 cylinder van what can you do?) and its door problem... but other than that its a-ok... So my heart goes out to all off you to give the LPW a chance... it has far fewer problems than The 300zx (the only thing is i lack mechanic skills to fix minor issue) and it has an oil cap that wasn't pilfered from an unsuspecting housemate...

Thank you

WELL WELL WELL...

Looks to see that nothing has changed in the last few days... (then again if you cunts are still dumb after 19-21 years why would 5 days change a thing).

MR P! Tell me... how the fuck do you lose a guitar? Its not like it can fall out of your pocket or anything... man you need a personal assistant or something who's job is to keep tabs on where all your shit is.

RICHARDS! I told Matt i ran over an oil cap in the street and he'd better check for his... he didnt seem concerned... didnt actually mention it... NOT telling matt about this whole escapade would be good of all of you... my thanks in advance

STIXX Nothing much has changed with you.... except your nose is red...

ALLAN I knew you'd be easy to trick into a cone... but then again Mr P was practically begging for pot when he got home... at least you needed tricked into it...

AUSTIN What can i say... the 'honeymoon' was great i'm i'm one step closer to being a nigger...

EILSISH... Go talk to Matt... thats if you ever read this anymore... i wont give details here but go talk to him... your acting like a kid

I smoked pot for the first time for a few days last night... and the first proper session for like a week... i got smashed so easy... i liked it... small quantity of pot smoking gets you smashed faster and funner...

Driving for hours on end is so much fun... at 120km/h with 1200's and Rancid and NOFX pumping through the stereo, what else could you ask for... although truck drivers are fucked!!! they cut you off and you avoid ass-ending them by like 3cm... my finger and horn got alot of action on the roads over the last few days...

I'm back at work and it is shit!!!

Sunday, February 1

Speed Kills

...your brain. I had over a halfweight of gas last night - the most I've ever had in one night - and it fucked me. I had a good time sitting at Pablo and Al's talking to Budge and what not, but today, today, oh fuck!

So, Austin and I decided we'd share a halfweight and go out somewhere. We got smashed, had 5 lines each and went to Panthers. What a shit place to be when you're on gas. We played the pokies, talked to some dudes, looked at chicks and were out of there within an hour.

Got back to Pabs and Al's and the gas started to drop off a bit, so I thought it was time for another hit. Austin and I went halves in another halfy. We just hung out there for the rest of the evening. Budge, Al and I conversed all night as you do when you're fucked on speed. The morning came and I started getting bored. Found Pablo's Gameboy and played F-Zero for 5 hours straight. Finished the game. My neck's fucked now from looking at that screen for so long. I got no sleep last night. It's almost 11:00 (Sunday night) and I still haven't slept. I have to go to work tomorrow. I'm not sure how my brain will shape up.

Today, I was fucked. Really fucked. Scattered as fuck, I had no energy and thus wasn't speaking properly. Jase came round and I couldn't be fucked putting any effort into talking to him, so all my words came out really slurred.

This morning Austin suggested we go to the beach. Fuckin yeah! We went to Narrabeen via Windsor, Galston Gorge and Hornsby. Mad drive. I focussed all my energy into reading the street directory and getting us to the beach without getting lost. Somehow, the intense concentration of directing Austin repaired my brain somewhat. The beach was awesome. The water was warm, the waves were decently sized and the chicks were pretty good too. The beach fixed me 70%. Good shit. I'm still angry, irritable and snappy - relative to my normal demeanor, that is. We're all that way. It's shit.

So I've decided. I'm not doing speed in large quantities ever again. You come off it so bad. For the slightly decent buzz you get, it's not worth the comedown/scat. Fuck that shit. At least on a pill when you're coming down you still love everything. Not to knock the shit we got last night - it was pretty good for gas, but bikkies are so much better.

Pabs and Al say they're quitting weed. They get to hit eachother if they have any weed. They're going to end up black and blue within two weeks. For sure.

'This has been a community service announcement brought to you by The Movement For Ecstacy Australia'

Richards