Like pop songs with modem sounds, today’s underwear on the outside brigade have short-shelf lives. Perhaps we just don’t need costumes anymore. Maybe ‘We don’t need another hero, we just need to know the wa-ay home’? Or maybe our short attention spans require not costumed monoliths, but mere splinters / fragments and tangental heroes? Let’s see…
“I mean, who are you when u dribble on the pillow? Stripped of achievements, titles, names, costumes… who are we?”
“Are you still bitchin about the molecular similarities between kryptonite & viagra Superman? Move on already…”
True or False – Lara Croft appeared as a centrefold in a Playboy magazine a couple of years ago?
Why is Wonder Woman’s pop-up bra is always the first item off in super-hero strip-poker, no matter who plays?
Supa_hero Welfare Conversation:
“Given your current aim of super-hero work is perhaps unrealistic, can you name 3 other careers you might be willing to apply for? For example, would you be prepared to consider promotional work for cleaning products?”
The Inspector Gadget episode with his new vibrating ‘hello kitty’ extension was banned in the States, but is immensely popular in Japan.
Can you remember the sitcom blunderness of Maxwell Smart & 99? They also featured in feature film along with an ingenious plot device – a nude-bomb which disintegrated people’s clothing.
Samantha Fox was the only female singer of the 80s to have her own strip poker game on the commodore 64.
If in doubt as to which year, the original and incredible hulk was runner up to Arnold Schwarzenegger in the World Bodybuilding Championships, don’t hestitate to borrow the quite illuminating documentary ‘Pumping Iron’. Not only will it clear your doubts, it also features a nice scene of the current Californian Governor kicking back after his win with a large plate of chicken wings and a fat scoob that he draws back on deeply.
A friend has changed his name by deed poll to ‘A.Human’. For his friends and family he plans to continue to using his birthname, but he hopes that someone, somewhere within a corporate or government institution, will notice his little political statement amongst their bureaucratic noise.
Alan Bamford emailed this mobile_phone tip:
* To check your Mobile phone’s serial number, key in the following on your phone: star hash zero six hash as (*#06#)
* A 15 digit code will appear on the screen. This number is unique to your handset.
* Write it down and keep it somewhere safe. Should your phone get stolen, call your service provider and give them this code.
* They can then block your handset so even if the thief changes the Sim card your phone will be totally useless.
* You probably won’t get your phone back, but at least you know that whoever stole it, can’t use/sell it either.
* If everybody did this, there would be no point in stealing mobile phones.
Have you got a copy of that song ‘Australia don’t become America’ or anything by Jacko? Contact Spanky : wadox@laudanum.net
Berlin bondage shops now carry ‘German Cannibal’ potato peelers.
‘The Greatest American Hero’ is one of the highpoints of the late twentieth century artform known as ‘bluescreening’, whereby a twisting, flapping, caped male is filmed against a blue background and then composed against an urban sky on the way to assisting a citizen ( often a damsel) in distress.
Captain Condom’s colours have faded. However, some people earn a living, wage, status in society, by managing shops whose entire stock is made up of actual thin latex devices for combatting unwanted pregnancies and diseases, or related novelty products referring to these devices.
Twenty people were sitting high in a large branched fig tree just outside the fences of beside Melbourne’s Myer Dust Bowl, as Lee Scratch Perry & Mad Professor whipped up a mighty dub_storm recently. Though none of them were authorised supa_heroes or festival attendees, they nonetheless had the best view and seemed to thoroughly enjoy Lee Scratch Perry’s attempts to build crowd empathy by proclaiming his emergence from, and love and respect for ‘The Pussy’.
Just this year, in February like, 22 year old Luke Tresoglavic was snorkeling off a beach near Newcastle. Despite the town’s industrial reputation, the beaches of this coastline are quite remarkable and it’s probable that Luke enjoyed a clear view of the under_ocean spectacle. At least that is, until there was blood everywhere – caused by a ‘small’ wobbegong shark biting into his left leg. Unable to remove the feisty ‘little’ bugger, Luke swam 300metres to the beach with the shark attached to his leg. Unfortunately the two sunbathers on the beach were unable to pry the shark’s mouth open, and so Luke got into his car, wedged the shark against his gearstick and drove to the local surfclub – where the shark was drowned in freshwater and removed from Luke’s leg. True story, and most surely, supa_hero of the week.