Well loyal fans as you may have realised the site known as the Opposite Of Tits has been lacking in the content department as of late (if you haven't then fuck you, you should have been a more observant bastard).Don't worry we haven't been inflicted with the deadly SARS disease, and forced to live in the confines of Toronto. As if that place wouldn't be bad enough without the infectious virus. I've heard on the news that some daft bastards have tried to dig a hole underground apparntly to avoid the disease. Unfortunately their destination was China so that doesn't say much for them. Obviously they are abooot a few sandwhichs sort of a picnic.
A serious lack of material has prevented us from writing any of our usual bullshit and banter. I've dabbled into a few websites to discover the answers to our absent writing, but for some reason I just can't remember them long enough to write them down.
Although the memory is on the blink other areas of the world of 'youse guys' are in full swing. The never ending search for jobs continues. After Jake's callous dismissal from 7/11 our job focused minds have turned towards the dark side in an effort to protect the rites of the downtrodden casual employee. Should you wish to join our 'peaceful' protest next week please contact our guestbook. Naturally its BYO balaclava & weapon of choice.
Other recent events include a visit to the local Comedy Club where Gab-jo drum danced Peter Coombs 'Newspaper Mumma' using an empty coke bottle and a bobbypin, much to the delight of the onlooking crowd.
Fun times keep coming so you'll probably have to wait long periods of time for any decent content from the site.
Yours,
John Cutter
