Monday, November 23, 2015
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Mac Law Rev 2015 Rap Roasts
DAPHNE
Daphne’s short and a wog, I don’t know which to ridicule more
It’s been 2,000 years since Greeks cared for Political Law
Got a Cypriot nose, Cretean chin and Maltese eyes
Zucchini breath, olive oil skin, and feta cheese thighs
They say her carpet matches the drapes, they both look Persian
Get her drunk and she’ll re-enact her first fuck as a virgin
Daphne is so damn short, she longs to have a man touch her
Gosh, was Sasha Grey squashed in an industrial can crusher?
Your physique is godly, from Bacchanalian enjoyment
Behind the LUNA PARK sign, it’s KRAP ANUL employment
You should switch your job to a café as a waitress who waits
With that face, I doubt you’ll ever hear the breaking of plates
She gets no dates, and for prune lovers that’s just a mockery
Her poor Mama will spend the next decade dusting crockery
Can't keep a man, Daphne must be broken-hearted
Her Papa kicks them down her cooch, yelling “This is Sparta!”
You used to shoplift shit because you were too pov to buy it
Why even try, all those condoms now have long since expired
In school, you drew hearts on each and every Geo essay
Handing them to your teachers Mr Pim and Mr Estay
My god, the lengths this loser will go to just to get nailed
She flew to Perth to lose her virginity… and still failed
She joined “My Big Fat Greek Wrestling” on Grindr
The closest thing she’ll get to a wedding, men ran a train behind her
Can you please shut the boring mouth that you speak with?
Nobody wants to hear your crappy Daphne the Greek myth
Your phobia of rotten mould has gotten old
Have you forgotten? Your Yaya is a terracotta mold
This bitch needs tweezers for that Nick Giannopolous brow
You wake up looking like Effie from Acropolis Now
Daphne trims a goat beard in her pubes for a prettier puss
A pity it won’t stop the smell from your Shitty Anooss
ED
This bonehead exudes an air of totally dumb slowness
Not even Google could name me a notable trombonist
Ed is awful at strings, has no rhythm as a percussionist
But has years and years of practice pumping his fist with puckered lips
He’s cool and suave? Ha ha ha. Nuh-uh, bruh
The theme tune for his penis is a “Wahhh-wahhh-waaahhhhh”
Look at his face, damn. Must be swollen from all the mace, man
He’s one fake tan away from that orange fucker in Space Jam
How many cuffs to the head dislodged your brow forward?
We knew you’d perve on cast, so wrote lines to allow for it
He plays that brass soul like a pompous arsehole
Oswald is gonna shoot this loser from a grass knoll
Check out his girlfriend, the poor thing has been stuck with a dud
His eyebrow piercing’s the only time she’s fucked by a stud
She must be the most experienced scream faker
She wakes up naked, sees you, and wishes she chose Team Jacob
Photos of you with your bae are a girl’s worst fears
You’re like Jesse James and Sandra Bullock: The Early Years
At a luncheon when on a date, you’re munching food off her plate
Even Pacquiao agrees this cunt is straight punching above his weight
They hide this gargoyle up the back of the bandstand
You should ask Maddy to donate her jawline for a transplant
Your hustle is skimpy, muscles are wimpy, plus you look gimpy
Feel the Os burrrrn, Edward, I’ma rustle your jimmies
EMILY
I can’t believe I got a roast request from Emily Ward
This chick’s more rough around the edges than an emery board
Giving up shots would be your only shot to get into heaven
You’re like Amy Winehouse… except she lived to see 27
Every weekend promoting lingerie at Hellfire Club?
Not since Jared have we seen such perverted sex with a Sub
You were engaged at 15? I don’t mean to be indignant
But you’re not meant to shout “Prude!” when watching 16 And Pregnant
Protip: when you go out to hit the dance floor at The Ivy
Don’t literally hit the dance floor so hard that you need an IV
This maniac’s insane, smacked her brain and left her back in pain
When she broke her spine falling from so high on crack cocaine
She’s always swirling higher than a kite when twirling fire
At night she masturbates with heat gel and a curling iron
You hit puberty and had all your body hair lasered off of you?
You’re hospitalised so often, they named Emily Ward after you
Eating you out is like kissing a leper’s pet cobra
She’s discovered the best hangover cure… never get sober
Wearing knee-high boots in her kitchen whipping the cream
Got bored and left 50 Shades of Grey ripped at the seam
Is it crystal meth clear that this lewd bitch is a crude wretch?
Even Saed begged you to wear more clothes in the nude sketch
Your sexual partners need a hazmat suit for quim squirtin’
Your biopic will be directed by Courtney Love and Tim Burton
You’ve wrecked your nostril so bad it can now go down on a bloke
I can’t tell if your spine, your wallet or your dreams are more broke
Your bestie’s got lung cancer from all your secondhand smoke
Shit, Maddie’s veins are itching from all of the secondhand coke
Did your folks treat infant colic with alcoholic gin?
You look like somone robbed a bargain bin to cosplay Harley Quinn
I can’t believe you make a living as a children’s clown
You’d cause less trauma locking all the doors to burn the building down
How does the saying go? ‘Absinthe makes your heart grow sombre’
Coroner creeps wanting something kinkier ask for your number
A labyrinth of sores, your genitals have minotaurs
The inner walls are all torn raw, by 24 you’ll have hit menopause
Your sexual preference is “peg dykes and choke gay guys with piss”
You make sniffer dogs go “I’ll need a fucking pay rise for this...”
What have you become? It’s like in future we exhumed your mum
Healthy Harold’s heart breaks every time you spew more shrooms and cum
GEN
Gen’s slight, thin white with a 5”10’ height
Enright dresses up for Halloween as a pen, right?
Why do you study Law to try and be a nerd of knowledge
When you’re a student from out bogan west at Cerdon College?
Your pregnant mother had a safety net for her cooter, yo
Because you were constantly slipping out of utero
Gen’s in the Thinness Book Of Records as starvation champ
Did you escape from an Olsen Twin concentration camp?
She needs photoshop to look like a big-boned stocky chick
You played Joe Hockey? You’re more like a hoe / hockey stick
You gave me onions every night to be chewed
Talk about typecast… you always get others to eat your food
Gen has a giraffe dad and a stick insect for a mother
You and Satya were a perfect 10… standing next to each other
One finger held your nipples in the nude skit, without any slipping
When dudes put the tip in you, it’s called skinny dipping
It’s like a can of silly string when she poops
She joined Emily’s troupe, using Fruit Loops as hula hoops
Genevieve will soon receive a shirt from Communitychannel
Just don’t spin with joy or you’ll weave yourself into the flannel
Most folks get upset when they get shirty
Gen just collects tee shirts no matter how tattered or dirty
She'd slip through a noose hung up from the gallows clean
But still gets hung up from a tree branch every Halloween
IMOGEN
Finally, I can give it to Imogen without the lay-by
I’ve known her since she was yay high - she’s still yay high
Check that stumpy physique, her milkman must be a pygmy
You’re like Penrith… always at the side, wishing you were Sydney
Her crazy brilliance keeps fermenting into lazy stillness
She’s got the eyebrows of a Greek off-fleek Maisie Williams
It looks like two caterpillars fucking whenever you frown
Sandy Hook was the second-worst school tragedy in Newtown
I’d bet you went down a slide as a child and the ride blocked
Took so many cocks to the head it’s now always side-cocked
It doesn’t count as studying a Bachelor of Psych
Having bachelors jump out of your window yelling “Psych!”
Stop blaming your double chin on glandular fever
Guys wear abrasion-resistant gloves to handle her beaver
How loosely she’ll strut, talk smut and try seduce with her butt
I was 0% surprised you’re playing Lucy The Slut
She needs to calorie count all the semen in her stomach
Sneaks boys in her room because they won’t be seen with her in public
Phalluses stab her like several daggers into one scabbard
Even Wikipedia says “There were four members in Abba”
At Forever 21, she berates and bemoans
How the name accurately refers to her weight measured in stones
People describe your style as “Lamb Dressed Up As Mutton Chop”
You are what you eat… guess that explains your muffin top
So basic, you’d use vertical video shooting your porn
Plays trumpet because Imogen loves to toot her own horn
Middle Child Syndrome worse than D.W. from Arthur
It’s awkward whenever you start off a prayer with “Our Father...”
For Happy New Year, Sydney chewed my ass, drunk on scotch
Honey Honey, later your face was buried into my crotch
Mama Mia, all this action with the Abbas, what is this?
I’ll inevitably have a threesome with the twins for Christmas
JACKIE
Jackie wanted a roast too, to feel part of the circle
Maybe work on your awful accent attempt at Angela Merkel
Aged 12, in a bathroom you first started pashing with men
Your relationship standards have only gone downward since then
You love Saint Petersburg like Princess Anastasia
But aint your mum from Asia? Stick to Memoirs of a Geisha
She only learns Law, because daddy says it earns more
To pay for surgery... your cheeks are like a hamster burns ward
This bitch is always so late, we wait an eternity
Putin saw her nose and fled town to avoid paternity
Plus you’re a coeliac; can’t even eat a freaking crouton
So spent your childhood eating glue instead of eating gluten
That’s why today she’s such an ignoramus, half brainless
Wait, how are you gluten intolerant when you’re half Danish?
Everyone’s concerned at the questionable dates you’re attracting
Your stupid Julie Bishop lines are the epitome of method acting
You and Alvin the Chipmunk would make an attractive pair
Though the Russian lover in you prefers a man like a massive bear
In bed she lays there flaccid, bare, with a spastic stare
This basic bitch is a walking advert for Activewear
You look like Renée Zellweger sucking a lemon
Sex tourism doesn’t usually involve fucking the Kremlin
You were named after Jackie O’Nassis… not ‘cause you’re that sweet
You always blow the head off the guy next to you in the backseat
JESSICA
Jessica wasn’t sure if she wanted a roast or not
Typical ________ number of ______________ is a lot
You ____________________ voice of Todd Flanders
Then ______________________ as George Brandis
________ figurines _________ manga collection
Her natural habitat ___________ fantasy section
_____ facepaint _____________________ clearance?
_____________________ back home with your parents
Her kitchen sucks ____________________ soup aroma
____________ legal postal address _______ Supanova
All those _____________________ broken the walls
____________ marital aid _____________ Pokémon balls
She __________ wig glue ____________ curly extensions
Wearing ___________________________ furry conventions
_______ corset whalebone ___________ structural threading
_____________________________ Sheridan luxury bedding
As a child _________________ white gryphons
________ boyfriend ___________ height difference
______ costume _______ crossbow__________ wearable scabbard
____ Sister Mary Patrick__________________ terrible habit
What a fucking __________ lactation stains _______ gag reflex
This whorish _______ Chewbacca suit ______ shaggy sex
___ cuntface _____ lynches war vets ____ cordless ____ execution style
______ kitten limbs _____ and does it all with a smile!
MADDIE
Kleenex has made a fortune selling Maddie tissues
She’ll badly misuse aged care volunteer services for her daddy issues
Named her car Harvey, like it were alive with a dick
I don’t wanna know how you ever learnt to drive with a stick
Your mother was still teenaged when she was expectant?
You yell out “Ma’s on the teevees!” watching 16 And Pregnant
She studied Law whilst raising four kids with no father?
You’re just like your mum… lawyers get nowhere without a firm partner
No cough you’ve ever had could be described as ‘chesty’
You’re such a lazy fuck, your boyfriend of 5 years shagged your bestie
Your nickname is from your teddy bear, Jessica Robin?
Or from robbin’ stores for ecstasy popped in your dresser, sobbin’?
You still sleep with a stuffed toy, to salvage enough joy
To bear how each fuckboi shoots and leaves like some bok choi
Your pussy is infected with cobwebs of neglect now
You’re the only checkout chick that no guy ever checked out
Your life’s in shambles, it’s a bit of a gamble you can’t even handle
Your sister shaved her head for cancer and sells vegan candles?
She’s making television, making a living… she’s eleven
You’re in the shadow of a sibling who’s just four foot seven!
You chaperone Emily with ironic sobriety
All your dad’s chronic smoke has left you with chronic anxiety
Threw up violently, dressed as Hermione from Harry Potter
The local glory hole greets you weekly with “Welcome back, Cotter”
You may as well get neutered like your two cavoodles
Caricatures are the only time sketchy dudes should give you doodles
So cantankerous, we can tell to date her is horrid
NASA launched a rover to photograph that craterous forehead
Photoshopping each selfie won’t improve a thing, don’t endeavour to
You’re not bad at telling when guys are flirting… they just never do
You look like Madeline Zima got MPB from facelifts
Stumbling home drunk, you’d get friendzoned by a rapist
MADDY
Oh, you want another mock rap? Girl, shut your cock trap
…and with a chin like that, you’d need a jockstrap
This bird is from the UK
She's the type to play croquet and pronounce 'bucket' as 'bouquet'
You talk like Keira Knightley with a speech impediment
And look like the botched result of a bleach experiment
So much eyeliner you’d think Hermione copped two shiners
Your eyes are blacker than your family of coal miners
You must have Annie and Oliver as an ancestor
Why do you date a stick like Sam if you love ManChest huh?
You two anthropomorphise Kermit and Miss Piggy
Do you have the proper permit to be this ditzy?
All that peroxide must have seeped into your dopey skull
Who glued Alfred Hitchcock’s nose on the face of Sophie Dahl?
So sad the Spice Girls kicked Pumpkin Spice out the spice team
Hey look, it’s Reese With 'er spoon and a tub of icecream
When she isn’t in the kitchen like a mothering cook
She challenges herself mentally with a colouring book
Beware her demon side, Madeleine will give you evil eye
If you so much as hint that her chin compares to Stephen Fry
Diplomatically answers haters with a regal response
You’re like the walking embodiment of Legally Blonde
We loved that couple costume where you wore nothing but leaves
How funny, you went with Sam dressed up as Adam and Steve
MANNY
Manny piles every hummus tub into his cart at the deli
You’ve got the smug shit-eating grin of Martin Shkreli
An epidural must’ve given Adam Brody’s twin neural harm
The deformed foetus got dumped off at a Dural farm
He'll torrent porn because ladies find this fella abhorrent
It doesn’t help he has the face and arms of Mélanie Laurent
An annual tally of pussy you get amounts to a granule
Your sex drive is handled like driving a car… Emmanuel
American Psycho can’t do a manic grin like Manny can
We panic when he laughs, it’s like a Goosebumps DJs mannequin
A short fuse in the embers when you’re losing your temper
If they run out of tzatziki, you’ll start abusing your vendor
He’s such a shitty cook he’ll butcher a dinner disaster
There’s only so much feta you can add to vinegar pasta
Yells “Hold me back!” but nobody will when he faces blokes
What should be held back are all of your dad’s racist jokes
Your heritage is from Greece, the mother country Hellene
Your diet also was Grease, you found it Hell to be Lean
Manny was such a chubby baby, with a body so swollen
He was immune to SIDS because the fat fuck couldn’t stop rollin’
But now he’s all slimmed out and has begun to segue
Into a muscly frame, although he’s always skipping Leg Day
So single, Tinder chicks fear he’ll give their fingers malaria
Google ads won’t even bother… “New Pringles In Your Area”
Remember that one time you blazed up a doobie, yeah
To find that it was laced with all of your friends’ pubic hair
No wonder in bed you can’t ever score any
When you get to a girl’s bush, you’ll suddenly yell out “420!”
That micropenis makes you a perpetual bachelor, dude
Surgery failed, you stuck your dick *inside* the catheter tube
Now your fellow law buddy is someone you’ll be sharks with
How many firm heads did Sam have to blow to get you that clerkship?
MATT
Who is this arrogant twat? Was his selection an error?
Matt’s brother must have come along as his professional carer
You couldn’t find a dumber drummer than Blundell
Music and gym are like his women: cow belle or dumb belle
Law Rev is offbeat jokes, not for you to play offbeat
The only future you have with drumsticks is at KFC
Your drooling is our spirit level, you’re such a mouth breather
I don’t mean to be short… but then again, you didn’t either
The stork dropped you to your mother’s arms and obviously missed her
Wannabe Barrister, but works two jobs as a Barista?
He also works with men’s suits and at wedding receptions?
It doesn’t take a Psych degree to peg his sexual preference
You haircut is short now, but once it starts to get hairy
Your style is inspired by There’s Something About Mary
Matt told me he’s a homophobe but loves Coke and Chocolate
Clearly that was a mistake, you love to choke on cock a lot
He oozes character like pigshit in a slop squalor
Pays top dollar for his shirts with the popped collar
Prowls the nightclubs each week looking for a thirsty whore
He's like a Hobbit that was born and raised in Jersey Shore
What a vile asshole, Matt is not a spunk to admire
Looks like Shia Laboeuf was laundered and got shrunk in the dryer
He can't reach a high five any time he jumps for joy
This Christmas he'll be dressed up as The Little Drummer Boy
MIDY
Great, another fucking brown guy doing Law at Macquarie
He thinks he’s such hot shit - why, because you always eat curry?
You can’t be a barrister, man, your name would embarrass ya
Midylan Balachandran Q.C. sounds like a Star Wars character
How’d you get past our refugee embargo, bruh?
Midy came here as cargo and now works at Cargo Bar
He’s trying to shred, hits the gym to make those gains
But has an empty head, he’s got protein shake for brains
This douche thinks of himself as a pussy destroyer like Shiva
Got a thing for white chicks, what’s that called, Marshmallow Fever?
He’d rather get with Princess Peach than Princess Jasmine
Just looking at Top Deck chocolate brings him to orgasm
He loves them blonde women like Cindy Sherman
This Hindi jerk would put a bindi onto Bindi Irwin
He’d Save the Last Dance for a white bride to come
He’d burn his face with acid for a shot with Heidi Klum
That vanilla flavour, how he wants to cut a slice
Instead of Old Spice he sprays himself with Pumpkin Spice
Acts black, raps with snapback caps from his thug roots
Sets up traps on his lawn full of Starbucks and Ugg boots
Midy lagged behind every dance of the Law Rev show
Too busy checking out the chicks’ butts in the front row
Constant braggadocio swagger, it makes girls weary
He’s got all the allure of Raj from Big Bang Theory
This Sri Lankan wanker did musicals? No surprise
I’ve seen the photos of you in da club, pashing guys
Always stuffing turban fabric down your undies
Shot dead as a barrister would be a death as thug as Gandhi’s
He’s a goonacologist, a pro at the box wine
They’ll yell “Just do it, prick!” on the suicide hotline
Midy would reincarnate as an imitation pearl
The only chance he’ll ever get to be on a Caucasian girl
SAED
Saed’s as much a charm talker as the mould in his cumsock
He always cuts a red wire on his morning alarm clock
This guy looked like a Thunderbird when dancing on stage
Hey, who freed Borat’s retarded brother out of his cage?
Your poor father facepalmed once he saw what he had sired
The doctor held you up to name you and your mother just Sighed
God robbed you of smarts, and looks? He took those too
You studied Orthodox but still look like a hooked-nose Jew
You’re thin as a pole, did no-one stock halal at the snack bar?
Say grace before you swallow, holler “Allahu Ackbar!”
Saed’ll do the Harlem Sheikh and call “Salaam alaikum!”
He keeps trying to radicalise, but Islam won’t take him
Just entering this country was a bit of a gamble
You’ve had so many cavity searches, they split the enamel
Got sand in your flannel pantaloons and grit in your sandal
Got circumcised so you don’t have to wipe the shit from a camel
You’re so pesty, Saed… go and drink some pesticide
Turn your back, Saed… we’d rather look at your backside
You eat hummus, Saed… and commit public homicide
You smell like a sewer, Saed… contemplate suicide
You could eat Vegemite pie and still be unAustralian
You goddamn Jordanian/Albanian/AfghanIranian
This loser first entered here through Border Force
Then used it as his pickup technique… Bored her, force
His bedroom is so empty it can’t even get ghost haunted
The FBI homepage is the only time this guy will feel Most Wanted
Women can’t bear to touch his face with even one finger
They’ll bin their phone rather than swipe left on his photo for Tinder
How’d you manage to score that hot vegetarian chick?
You turned her straight to meat, she fled for some Aryan dick
You look like a Yugo salesman with the tracksuits you wear
Bin Laden’s inheritance had so many grandkids to share
What more can I say about this guy’s tanned figure?
I’d make a celeb joke, but can’t name a single famous sandnigger
With that facial hair you’d be more at home in Cuba
Your sex life took a sudden plummet with the rise of Uber
Chicks sprint away halfway through you buying them a mint frappé
Dude, stop hitting on women at the Lindt Café
As President of the Comedy Soc, your funny’s dried up
You got fried, there’s egg all over your face… Sunni Saed up
SAM
Sam is so white that this camera flash made his skin start peeling
I can't tell his pale face from the bright lights in the ceiling
Hitting up the library cuz he Straight Outta Austen
He must be Sam Thor... cuz it looks like Sam Thor's ten
I should report Maddy because you're underage
Either that, or she has a secret fetish for Ellen Page
Deficient in iron, vitamins, calcium and potassium
Sam's the understudy stunt double for Tommen Baratheon
His wrists are covered in scars that spell out the word EMO
I never knew that chick from The Fault In Our Stars survived chemo
I'd like to roast him more but his life is such misery
He's constantly spitroasted already like a pig at a rotisserie
The ultrasound technician said “You should abort this plan;I can't tell his pale face from the bright lights in the ceiling
Hitting up the library cuz he Straight Outta Austen
He must be Sam Thor... cuz it looks like Sam Thor's ten
I should report Maddy because you're underage
Either that, or she has a secret fetish for Ellen Page
Deficient in iron, vitamins, calcium and potassium
Sam's the understudy stunt double for Tommen Baratheon
His wrists are covered in scars that spell out the word EMO
I never knew that chick from The Fault In Our Stars survived chemo
I'd like to roast him more but his life is such misery
He's constantly spitroasted already like a pig at a rotisserie
Check his organs, ma’am, Sam Thorsten anagrams as Shortest Man.”
You’ve barely descended one teste, please
What kind of parents name their kid with initials that spell out STDS?
I guess it runs in the family, you’re all prob’ly thick
I mean, your uncle is a Spoonerism for Nobbie Dick
You cop more abuse than Dobby with that purrty mouth, boy
Like Draco Malfoy stuck a fleshlight into an Alf toy
Sam looks like a Muppet fashioned from a cumsock puppet
When his father pumps a fist straight up it like a piston poppet
Stuck in the Venn Diagram of backne, anaemia
Hypoglycaemia, leukaemia and teen girl bulimia
You twig, you should be fully bulkin’ instead of sorely sulkin’
Your only protein’s from mouth open like Macaulay Culkin
What is your ancestry, Albino Irish?
You’re 2 topknots and 4 black cocks inside ya away from Miley Cyrus
I bring the gangsta beef, you rap like a lady’s queef
Maddy’s sick of getting her pubes snagged up in your baby teeth
Your bae is nagging that your shagging always leaves her gagging
You picked a Pom because you thought she’d really like teabagging
I can’t imagine how it makes your bird feel
When she hangs with you and Manny and always ends up third wheel
I hear you’re trypophobic; afraid of tiny holes
That’s why you’ll only fuck the gaping cuntflaps of a slimy moll
Sam loves eggs, bacon and grits more than South Carolina
His juicy lips are blood red cuz his mouth is a vagina
He wants a job in business as some income taxman creditor
For now, he’s just employed as jailbait on To Catch A Predator
His knees are knobby, his nose is snobby, his name is Dobbie
When she’s out of toothpicks, Maddy will just give Sam a gobby
Psycho, I’m liable to go Michael, take your pick:
Cera… Cera… Cera… fuck this prick
SATYA
Now I’m sari… like your wardrobe of culturally racial clothes
But you must have a separate birth certificate for your facial growth
Satya looks like Lebron James mated with Ice Cube
Check his cousins; he’s the only family member with nice boobs
Satyajeet is the kind of name for a taxi driver
A tech support operator, or a Black Sea Tiger
His biceps are huge, you’ll always find his arms full of cake
And the rest of the time he spends alone, charming the snake
The techniques that he uses to try and get chicks is silly
Not even Indian girls will fall for “Netflix and chilli”
He’s less than single, like a snick that clips the wicket
Satya’s never bowled a maiden over… in life, or cricket
Such a lack of girls, you’d think that he bats for the changed side
His folks began a Kickstarter to raise dowry for an arranged bride
This dumb guy repels chicks like a Slumdog cum pie
Birthing this fugly motherfucker even turned his Mum-bai
Satya is civil, he's hardly your typical darkie
Well-dressed, eloquent, member of the Liberal Party
Has a wardrobe full of Versace and Nazi cufflinks
A Gadaffi hat and can’t ever seem to wear enough Lynx
Enunciates the Queen’s English like a damn Tudor
But when he’s nude, appears to look more like the man Buddha
Pity the magic carpet ride he offers a co-ed he likes
She’ll end up wishing she instead slept on a bed of spikes
SYDNEY
This chick’s a battleaxe, I bet she packs a purse hatchet
Hillary Clinton had a clone child with Nurse Ratched
A hidden adder is less sinister than Sydney Abba
She’ll strap a dagger to her dildo as a kidney stabber
Her eyes, they glint as child friendly as a fire chimney
Why, our Sydney has the same hairstylist as Myra Hindley
She’d take on Boudicca, riding to challenge her barebutt
And still maintain her Let Me Speak To The Manager haircut
I hear she’s wild and savage in the sack like Jungle Book
If your name is Sydney, why do you rock the London Look?
That gap between your front teeth sure must stress your gum ridge
This sadistic bitch is twisted as Professor Umbridge
She takes no bullshit, like a cactus without fertiliser
Vagina drier than an iron miner tryin’ to squirt a geyser
She’d find a hornet nest in her panties erotic
Look, Target Lady forgot to take her antipsychotic
At school she wore braces and used exfoliating cream
Emanating steam with a grating scream in the debating team
She’d be a soccer mom if only she had decent ovaries
The only time she sees fresh eggs is in her weekly groceries
The malice blaring from her braless, scary, callous stare
Makes any fella with a phallus swear off chicks, like Alistair
Underwear she’ll takeoff quicker than Tigerair from tarmac
Only the Lighthouse Theatre has held more members from Dramac
When it comes to direction, Sydney is astutely quite bossy
She’s one Heil Hitler away from Abba-salute-ly a Nazi
Make just one Jew joke and she’ll go psycho completely
We’ll be actual grandparents by the time we play Mikael and Deidre
Those biceps make it look like every suit has shoulder pads
Her style is 80s, to appeal to her friends’ older dads
Not having to hear dad jokes? Most would find that marvellous
Was Maddie’s middle name after you ‘cuz you’re both fatherless?
When Simba fled Mufasa, Sydney’s heart just cracked in two
Better hit fast forward in How To Train Your Dragon 2
About to mention you’re a Cancer sign? Don’t dare to try
She’ll chant “I’m Sydney Abba. You killed my father, prepare to die.”
It’s like water under the Bridge of an empty Harbour
Her favourite character in Toy Story was Andy’s father
Daddy’s gone and we’ll never get to see him back
About the closest thing she’ll ever get to being black
Friday, October 16, 2015
Remembered In Shame
Disgraced sporting heroes. Hollywood scandals. Trainwreck socialites.
In honour of all those celebs who put the 'in' in 'infamous', here is a parody of Fort Minor's hit 'Remember The Name'.
Celebrity? Heck no
There are loads of you
Whose public rep had a falling out
You
should quit, yo
It’s like dancing Left Shark, BP with their
spill
Lack of consent in Bill Cosby’s Netflix and
chill
SNL Ke$ha, Whitney with cocaine
Every blundered event reason you
surrendered your fame
Mike! From champion of a heavyweight fight
To the bite of an ear, spending weekends beating his wife
To the bite of an ear, spending weekends beating his wife
Everybody liked Cady Heron Lindsay Lohan
But snorting up crack got her locked in the
clink when she’d grown
A drunkard… when on the road, pedestrians
in jeopardy
The pressures of celebrity left Rip Torn destroyed
Those paparazzi naked Bieber pics went up
Tweets of Anthony Weiner’s foul white dick
was enough (That’s gross)
Caught with heroin, ecstasy, to Michael Phelps’
large bong
Pedalling drugs and steroids helped Lance to
keep his Armstrong
Went from that soccer movie to criminal
psychopath
Amanda Bynes ended up in a straightjacket
with spinal taps
Kim Kardashian’s wealth, came from videoed
sex
Paris Hilton filmed one herself, Suri
Cruise will be next
Caitlin Upton became a joke when telling
her botched speech
From cancerous shaved fraud to pederast archpriest
Each defendant contends guilt - gerbil up one’s
rear?
Richard Gere to Britney Spears, who
spiralled downhill
Poor Martha Stewart was another of arrested
dames
And a murder rap on OJ Simpson’s record maimed
his acclaim
Date wack Phil Spector, get put in a hearse
Date Mel Gibson, cop a load of colourful
slurs
Plus Busey abuse, Ike Turner then Rihanna
got messed up
When sworn to the truth, Oscar Pistorius
confessed? Nup!
This is 10% schmuck, 20% guilt
15% crying over milk that’s been spilt
15% crying over milk that’s been spilt
5% pressure, 50% blame
And 100% reason you’re remembered in shame
At Ashlee Simpson’s live gig, her
lip-synching died on the mic
Yeah the jig was up on the spot, so she jigged on outta the light
Yeah the jig was up on the spot, so she jigged on outta the light
And that nutter Shia Labeouf has quite clearly
flipped off his block
The type women look at and cringe, he’s
rabid - give him a shot
Grave fears vaccinating? Patients may
misdiagnose
Ask that wreck Jenny McCarthy when she’s hosting her shows
Ask that wreck Jenny McCarthy when she’s hosting her shows
Whether you’re caught for a crime, or swear
when tweeting a quote
Celebrities must jump the ship or go down
with their sunk boat
Plaque… with handprints on the Hollywood Walk?
In the limelight, under the spot, wait for
your status to drop
Is awfulness a product of your fame? Lacking
in acumen
Jay Z’s image besmirched when Solange
Knowles was smackin’ him
Kony was a goof, it got mocked and got
spoofed
And Michael Richards’ n*****s got a prompt
bombardment of boos
(Booo!)
Timberlake flashing Janet Jackson’s wonderful breast
Was berated like every music act who’s culturally
dressed
The Third Reich should not be Harry’s
costume attire
And Tiger Woods will cheat with wood, on-the-back
nine
Polanski , Rolf Harris, R. Kelly’s
paedophile crimes
Subway had to erase Jared from all their footlong signs
Subway had to erase Jared from all their footlong signs
A flood of punchlines hit twitter for celebs
in a bind
The audience will watch and see your peak and
decline
You’ll get martyred, mocked and then
scorned by the whole of mankind?
You’re sick of it, consider retiring and be
reclusive
Tara Reid’s nip and tuck, Mary-Kate with pills
Fifty Cent can't pay a single dollar of bills
Fifty Cent can't pay a single dollar of bills
Oprah’s wide measure, Miley on that chain
Started off as a bright spark but you extinguished
your flame
This is 10% schmuck, 20% guilt
15% crying over milk that’s been spilt
15% crying over milk that’s been spilt
5% pressure, 50% blame
And 100% reason you’re remembered in shame
Yeah, you’re fired
Life is over, try a new job
Life is over, try a new job
Sunday, June 28, 2015
16 Rainbow-Filtered Facebook Photos You Won't See Today
The US Supreme Court today ruled 5:4 in favour of legalising same-sex marriage across the nation.
In response, many citizens have blown up Facebook with celebratory profile pictures filtered with a spectrum-striped rainbow flag. Several variations of Tony Abbott images have been employed to comment on Australia's lagging behind the rest of the world in the area of marriage equality.
Here are a bunch of images you probably won't be seeing people throw up today, in homage to the hallowed institution and historic tapestry of marriage which homosexual couples are now becoming a part of:
1.
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4.
8.
10.
11.
12.
13.
14.
15.

In response, many citizens have blown up Facebook with celebratory profile pictures filtered with a spectrum-striped rainbow flag. Several variations of Tony Abbott images have been employed to comment on Australia's lagging behind the rest of the world in the area of marriage equality.
Here are a bunch of images you probably won't be seeing people throw up today, in homage to the hallowed institution and historic tapestry of marriage which homosexual couples are now becoming a part of:
1.

One Kenyan lawyer has offered 50 cows, 70 sheep and 30 goats
for 16-year-old Malia Obama's hand in marriage. Another man has offered 500 cows.
Who can put a price on chivalry these days?
2.

Tsk, the signs were all there if we'd only just adjusted our monitors.
3.

"The fundamental bedrock principle that [marriage] exists
between a man and a woman... and that its primary principle role during
those millenia has been the raising and socialising of children..."
between a man and a woman... and that its primary principle role during
those millenia has been the raising and socialising of children..."
-Hillary Clinton
4.
It's like arranged, on your wedding day
It's like a free bride, when you've already paid
It's like a free bride, when you've already paid
5.
#LoveWins
6.
It's important to maintain the sacrosanct traditional roots of marriage.
7.
Rainbows are the symbol of mature consenting adult love.
8.
Marriage: bringing Avril Lavigne and Nickelback together
via a legally-documented bond of lifetime unity.
via a legally-documented bond of lifetime unity.
9.
9 being the age of the betrothed child bride Aisha
when she was first fucked by the Prophet Muhammad.
when she was first fucked by the Prophet Muhammad.
Nothing screams holy sanctity of marriage like
Kim Kardashian's 72 day marriage to Kris Humphries;
Kim Kardashian's 72 day marriage to Kris Humphries;
prior to marrying Kanye West. #KKK.
Did you know the USA has a 53% ratio of divorce to marriage each year?
12.
Polygamy is an aberration unto the Lord.
Polygyny, however, is totally kosher.
Polygyny, however, is totally kosher.
13.
Skittles called it years ago.
Marriage: become a statistic!
15.

Marriage: a gateway drug to MORE MARRIAGE! :D
16.
Cheers to marriage equality!
Red-orange-yellow-green-blue-violet weddings for all!
Red-orange-yellow-green-blue-violet weddings for all!
Saturday, February 21, 2015
8 Hot Tips On How To Woo Taylor Swift
8 HOT TIPS ON HOW TO WOO TAYLOR SWIFT
Taylor Swift, with her golden honey locks, adorable anime
chipmunk chin and carefree demeanour (yet rocking a fierce eyeliner gaze that can punctuate coquettish
flair from 100 yards) is a world-renowned pop star who seems forever cursed
with a perpetual string of relationship failures.
Despite dating several hotshot celebrity names, our beloved starlet
never seems to settle for longer than a few months before spreading her
wings to seek greener pastures and catchier melodies about aforementioned breakup
subject matter.
However, by analysing the lyrics of Taylor Swift’s numerous
romance songs, Average Joes just like YOU will be able to garner some insight into
the mind of the most eligible bachelorette on the planet and use this
information to court her more effectively into a stable long-term relationship.
Behold:
8 juicy strategies on how to win over Taylor Swift, based on subliminal
hints she has scattered throughout her albumography.
#1. SHOW HER THAT
YOU HAVE EYES
Taylor
Swift is rather fond of the proverbial windows to the soul, with frequent
mentions of eyes found throughout her song lyrics. Although blue and brown eye
colours have caught her fancy, it is evident that green eyes are her clear
favourite, so ensure
you flash her those emerald gems whenever possible, Potter.
By
synchronising your blinking patterns with hers, you will also maximise the amount of
time you spend together with uninterrupted eye contact.
Get me with
those green eyes, baby
-
Sparks Fly
Didn't you flash your green eyes at me?
- Wonderland
Green eyes and freckles and your smile
-
Everything Has Changed
Cory's eyes are
like a jungle
[Jungles are green! –Ed.]
- Stay Beautiful
- Stay Beautiful
Something in his deep brown eyes
- Superman
- Superman
Blue eyes
- State of Grace
Your beautiful eyes stare right into my eyes
- Beautiful Eyes
Keep your eyes open
- Eyes Open
Your eyes still
shined like pretty lights
-
Mary’s Song (Oh My My My)
Your eyes light
up when you smile
- Invisible
- Invisible
#2. ARGUE WITH HER AT 2AM
2.00AM, who do you love?
- Enchanted
It's 2.00AM in my room
- I Wish You Would
2.00AM, riding in
your truck
-
Mary’s Song (Oh My My My)
It’'s 2:00AM and I'm cursin' your name
-
The Way I Loved You
I remember that
fight, 2.30AM
-
Mine
4.00AM, the second day
- Come Back… Be Here
#3. A ‘J’ NAME IS
JINXED, BUT THERE IS NO ‘I’ IN ‘BREAKUP SONG’
Taylor
Swift has dated the following J-name lads:
-
Joe Jonas
-
Jake Gyllenhaal
-
John Mayer
This
trend suggests a subliminal annoyance with anyone afflicted with a ‘juh’-sounding
name, considering none of those relationships has worked out.
(The
whole Triple-J debacle recently was additional salt in the J-shaped wound.)
Furthermore,
her other ex-boyfriends include
-
Taylor Lautner
-
Connor Kennedy
-
Harry Styles
-
Zac Efron
Out of 76 letters in these names, note that the vowel ‘i’ does not appear once. By process of elimination we can therefore deduce that the letter ‘i’ is Taylor Swift’s Achilles Heel, for you to come along and dot with a loveheart.
Out of 76 letters in these names, note that the vowel ‘i’ does not appear once. By process of elimination we can therefore deduce that the letter ‘i’ is Taylor Swift’s Achilles Heel, for you to come along and dot with a loveheart.
We already know of Taylor’s affinity for ‘eyes’, so she will surely go for a name peppered with ‘i’s.
Did you see what ‘I’ did there?
Aye,
captain.
#4. HAVE LONG,
VOLUPTUOUS HAIR
Sorry
baldies,
but TSwiz is totally enamoured by lush locks of keratin spilling out
from one's scalp; praising the trait in several of her ballads. Hit up
the Rogaine
aisle quicksmart if you want to have any chance of winning over her
heart by going
to get your weave did.
- Style
I like the way your hair falls in your face
- Jump Then Fall
Run your hands through your hair
- Fearless
To the fella over there with the hella good hair
- Shake It Off
#5. LAUGH AT HER
JOKES
Taylor
is such a hoot, you guys! Oh boy, does she crack the funnies.
Show her how much you
appreciate her comedic genius by giggling, cacking it, guffawing and chortling
at all the right moments. You know, moments like that time she, uh… … ahhh… just… … … haaa, just *sooooo many* whimsical
moments, y’know.
That
girl, I tell ya. What a wit.
Your laugh is the best sound I have ever heard
- Jump Then Fall
I'm the one who makes you laugh
- You Belong With Me
You throw your head back laughing like a little kid
- Begin Again
I hear your laugh
- The Best Day
Our song is the way you laugh on the first date
- Our Song
I could go back to every laugh
- Come In With The Rain
#6. OR AT LEAST GRIN
LIKE AN IDIOT ALL THE TIME
Just
smile and wave, boys. Smile and wave.
- You Belong With Me
You're tied together with a smile
- Tied Together With A Smile
You smile that beautiful smile
- Superstar
Calm my fears with a Cheshire Cat smile
- Wonderland
I love the gap between your teeth
- Ours
#7. HER FETISH FOR HEADLIGHTS AND BEING CHAUFFERED
It is a character trait of one TS that she believes in the
more traditional gender norms of a relationship, and the stereotypical guy with
a flashy car seems to toot her horn, crank her engine and… inject fuel lubricants… into her…
carburettor? Look, I catch public transport, okay.
Ensure
you wax up your hood, buffer your boot, polish your hubcaps and stock
up that backseat with plenty of pine tree air refreshers
for all of the vehicular action awaiting you when taking Tay out for a
night to paint the town Red. (Red was the name of one of her albu- you
know what, forget it.)
You come and pick me up, no headlights
- Style
Two headlights shine through the sleepless night
- Treacherous
Headlights pass the window pane
- I Wish You Would
He opens up my door and I get into his car
- The Way I Loved You
Drive out of the city, away from the crowds
- Wildest Dreams
Grab the keys and we drive and drive
- The Best Day
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
- Our Song
You're in the car on the way to the movies
- Never Grow Up
So baby, drive slow
- Fearless
We're singing in the car, getting lost upstate
- All Too Well
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
- Red
Now it’s big black cars, and Riviera views
- The Lucky One
Remember when you hit the brakes too soon?
- Out Of The Woods
You never let me drive
- Picture To Burn
So I drive home alone
- Teardrops On My Guitar
#8. COMPLIMENT HER DRESSES AND LIPSTICK
Taylor takes particular pride in her refined vintage
look, so make sure you notice when she rouges up her lips and dons the latest frock
that will soon have her Instagram followers frothing at the credit card for
purchase.
This commitment will inevitably result in many hours a
week spent watching her try on different outfits, which means plenty of time
watching her changing out of these outfits in between you humming
“Yeah, that’s
nice. Yeah, that looks good. Yeah, that works. Yeah, I liked the other
one better…” before you can go out to the local café for a morning
coffee.
- Tim McGraw
And that little black dress
- The Other Side Of The Door
You’ll pick out a white dress
- Love Story
The girl in the dress, cried the whole way home
- Dear John
Spinning like a girl in a brand new dress
- Holy Ground
With you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress
- Fearless
Standing there in my party dress
- The Moment I Knew
You'll remember me standing in a nice dress
- Wildest Dreams
You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore
- Clean
Red lips and rosy cheeks
- Wildest Dreams
I got that red lip classic thing that you like
- Style
In red lipstick with no one to impress
- The Moment I Knew
#9. BE LORDE
Let’s face it, Lorde has managed a longer-lasting
monogamous relationship with Taylor Swift than any man has managed.
Ellas before fellas!
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