Saturday, April 12, 2008

It's time

I’ve been sitting at my computer for the last few hours thinking of something to write. Normally an idea would just come to me, but for the last couple of months it’s become increasing difficult to write anything. I have ideas and stories, but they just don’t seem to suit the Downunderpants theme. In the back of my mind the idea of ending this Blog was lurking, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. But tonight it has become clear that Downunderpants has run out of puff. My pants are coming up.

I guess the reason why I haven’t brought myself to end Downunderpants sooner, is because this Blog has meant so much to me. It sounds silly, I mean it’s just a blog, but to be honest I’m not sure where I would be without having started it. Downunderpants has been my outlet, my place in the world where I could let it all hang out. It’s been my place to laugh and cry. My place to rant and rave and just be plain silly, but most of all, it’s been a place where I could just be me.

I remember quite clearly how it all started. And at the time I had no idea what I wanted to say or do with it, all I knew was that I had an overwhelming urge to connect. To connect with people who I thought I would never meet, and have no interaction with other than written text. Well so I thought.

As the months went on, and as it all unravelled, it turned out that I would get to meet some of these people. Some would turn out to be people who I would occasionally see out at certain venues. These people would, and continue to make the night fun and exciting. Others would become close friends, friends not only here in Melbourne, but also in other cities. And one would become a close and trusted friend, in fact, he became a best friend. Something that grew out of a drunken night out, on my part, and turned into something organic and easy. And then there were the people who just stopped by to read.

And it is you all now that I now reluctantly say goodbye to. Although it’s not really a final goodbye, I’ll still be around, reading Blogs and lurking in the background. So thank you for making the last two years fun and enjoyable, and thank you for helping me connect. But most of all, thank you for stopping by.



Thursday, March 13, 2008

Drunk, Bored, Horny boys all with cameras. Part XXXIX






Saturday, March 08, 2008

Keating

I’ve always thought that you can make the most boringest (that’s not a word, but I’m using it) topic, issue or event interesting by putting it to song. So making a Musical about politics to some people would be the most boringest (I’m sticking with the word) thing ever. I on the other hand love politics, and I love a good song so when I was offered the chance to see Keating the Musical, after bugging friends for months to see it, which they all declined sadly, I quickly jumped at the chance.

Playing to a packed house, the Comedy Theatre proved to be the perfect setting for the musical. With only a long black box, a six piece band and some blinking party lights for the set, the cast created a fast moving and thoroughly entertaining show.

With so many songs, all show stoppers, it’s hard to pick out a favourite. There’s Ruler of the Land, The Mateship, The John Hewson Rap and so many others. But my favourite was the Alexander Downer drag song, He’s a Freak. If only I had an isle seat so I could slap his arse. Oh well, next time maybe.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

You know you’ve been watching too much porn when…….

.......when your memory recall to a face that’s familiar is to associate that person with a Porn Star!

Yep I have a serious porn problem. You know when you bump into someone you haven’t seen in years, and can’t recall where you know them from. Well normally you would rack your brain trying to think where you know them from. Well not me, well, not me anymore.

Last night while exiting the supermarket I ran into a friend who was with another guy who I faintly recognised. Then I remembered who he was, he was Logan from Corbin Fisher. Have you noticed my proplem yet? The next thing that came to my head was “what the fuck, Logan, Corbin Fisher Logan, you are a stupid mother fucker.”

In the end he turned out to be a Uni mate of mutual friend, and shock horror not a porn star. I wonder if it's to late to start Lent? If not, I think I may have to give up porn for a month!

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Nailed

Mmmmmmmm, my two favourite things. Nudity and Sport!

Monday, March 03, 2008

Sydney in pictures
















Monday, February 25, 2008

Oh my gawd

Oh my gawd! I've just downloaded arguably the hottest porn ever. It's so hot that you forget to masturbate! Yep, you just sit there and watch, especially the guy getting fucked. OMG those eyes, OMG that smile SWOOON!!


Here's the link. Tell me if you agree. Are these two the hottest mother fuckers EVER??