Adelaide Green Porridge Cafe

Photo Hunt: Rock(s)

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 08:51:00 +0000

Future Rock Star?

Look at my rocks! If only? Ha Ha

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Hitler finds out Michael Jackson has died. | Daily Shite

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 08:44:00 +0000

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Ha Ha Hitler funded Michaels peroxide treatments.

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Scots Stool

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 01:20:00 +0000

Photo Hunt Garbage

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Sat, 11 Jul 2009 09:21:00 +0000

The kids helping with recycling at school.

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Crappest 100: the worst songs of all time | Article | The Punch

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 02:10:00 +0000

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So much crap, so little time.....

I actually like Hotel California and.....

Don't tell anyone.

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Note from my daughter

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 23:52:00 +0000

this is my bro we're related

Skywatch Friday

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 19:37:00 +0000

More nice skies here.

Hate Your Job?

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 05:05:00 +0000

I had a friend who was an Australian vet and he was a fan of winter birthing for cows.

Even Cleverer Duck

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 02:27:00 +0000

A Duck walks into a pub and orders a pint of bitter and a ham sandwich.

The barman looks at him and says, 'But you're a duck'.

'I see your eyes are working', replies the duck.

'And you talk!' exclaims the barman.

'I see your ears are working', says the duck, 'Now can I have my beer and my sandwich please?'

'Certainly', says the barman, 'sorry about that, it's just we don't get many ducks in this pub. What are you doing round this way?'

'I'm working on the building site across the road', explains the duck.

Then the duck drinks his beer, eats his sandwich and leaves.

This continues for 2 weeks. Then one day the circus comes to town.

The Ringmaster of the circus comes into the pub and the barman says to him, 'You're with the circus aren't you? I know this duck that would be just brilliant in your circus, he talks, drinks beer and everything!'.

'Sounds marvelous', says the ringmaster, 'get him to give me a call'.

So the next day when the duck comes into the pub the barman says, 'Hey Mr.Duck, I reckon I can line you up with a top job, paying really good money!'

'Yeah?' says the duck, 'Sounds great, where is it?'

'At the circus', says the barman.

'The circus?' the duck enquires.

'That's right', replies the barman.

'The circus?' the duck asks again.

'Yes' says the barman

'That place with the big tent?' the duck enquires.

'Yeah' the barman replies.

'With all the animals?' the duck questioned.

'Of Course' the barman replies.

'With the big canvas roof with the hole in the middle', asks the duck.

'That's right!' says the barman.

The duck looks confused.

'What the f * ck would they want with a plasterer?'

I wonder what the CFMEU would have to say about this. Perhaps duck the issue?

Clever Dog

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 02:10:00 +0000

A guy is driving around the back woods of Southern Scotland when he sees a sign in front of a rather bedraggled looking farmhouse: 'Talking Dog For Sale.'
He drives on a bit until curiosity finally gets the better of him and he returns to the farmhouse. He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard. The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.
"Do you talk?” he asks.
“Yep,” the Lab replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says “So, what’s your story?”
The Lab looks up and says, 'Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was just a pup. I thought I could put my talent to good use by working for the government, so I made contact with military intelligence. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country working for MI6, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping. Every time my guy left to use the facilities, I'd be picking up the juicy stuff they didn't want him to hear. I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running but the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger, so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at Glasgow Airport to do some undercover work with the Customs officers, standing 20-30 feet away from the desk and picking up all sorts of revealing information. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. After a while, even that became a bit tiring so I chucked it in, got married, had a load of puppies, and now I'm just retired.”
The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.
“Ten pounds,” the guy says.
“A tenner? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheaply?”

“Because he's a fucking liar. He never did any of that shit.”

Top that Inspector Rex

Jack Russell Balloon dog Video by Johnny in Vegas - MySpace Video

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 20:45:00 +0000

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We have a Tenterfield Terrier, which is part Jack Russell. He is very loony in many wonderful ways too.

Thanks @mikecoulter

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Photo Hunt: Pink

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 19:25:00 +0000

Pink Sky

Pink Flowers

Pink Scrap Page

Pink Blanket

Pink Photographer

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Skywatch Friday

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 17:31:00 +0000

Wild morning sky earlier this week. Lots of winter storms here in Adelaide this week.

More sky stuff at the Skywatch Friday Site

When comic book heroes and villains get old: Superheroes Decadence by Donald Soffritti - Telegraph

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 17:10:00 +0000

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The ten weirdest things lost in the post

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 22:41:00 +0000

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I love the milk one. When my brother was a gamekeeper in Tomintoul he sent my mum some deep frozen venison. By the time it arrived there was blood oozing out of the packaging. Very gruesome. It is amazing that it was delivered.

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The Day the Chickens Came For Tea

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 22:26:00 +0000

The Provost Ceres Fife Scotland

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 20:27:00 +0000

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This is the Provost from Ceres where we used to shop when I was little. He sits on a wall across the road from the former Bonelli's fish and chip shop. Great memories from my childhood with the photographs of the Ceres Highland Games, the oldest games in Scotland. We used to go every year. Thanks Tour Scotland

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Photo Hunt Flags

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 21:04:00 +0000

I took this one of my brother Robin when he visited earlier this year. Just to prove he had been here.

Every now and again, the Australian flag gets dragged into the kids games.

Australians have a strong attachment to their flag. Not as patriotic as Americans though. Around Australia day, flags are on cars. Much less common to see them on people's houses or in their gardens.

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Skywatch Friday

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 19:56:00 +0000

Nice simple shot from our front door recently. A bit blurry, but who doesn't love a full moon.

Much better stuff at the Skywatch Friday Site.

How the Medja covers Celebrity Death

clutterbells@gmail.com (Colin Campbell) — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 10:43:00 +0000

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So true. Nothing going on, but we will fill you in on all the excrutiating details anyway. CNN and their pals have a lot to answer for. I am shocked that nobody has called me for my insight.

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