Its not as bad as it reads. And definitely not as bad as some “other” Aussie vice…I mean, you gotta love Babes ‘N’ Boars magazine really…
A true masterpiece in paper print.
A rainy day trip to the refuse station recycle depot and I was left alone to dredge the tailings, which by the way, is a public fossicking area and gets a sweaty dredging on a daily basis. NOTHING gets past the wiley Wekas of the refuse station.
I was about to call it quits, could sniff out what i was looking for and then there they were, glistening like a bagged, March, 1975, perfect condition copy of Playboy, except the pages in these publications weren’t stuck together, well not yet anyway!!
My lucky day, some yeast for my infection, another tasty nugget to keep the poison from yellow-lead pumping through my veins!! I can see cracks appearing in my skin, the gills healing over, time to get back in the water.