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i haven't been bogging for some time as my life hasn't allowed communication with the outer world. if you refuse to bog, one may explode. exploding is apparantly something that humons excite for. every year we take to exploding the sydney harbour train track-people scream and kiss and take away memories, herpes simplex and possibly the recollection of four hours in the lock up. somehow exploding lock ups appear but no sooner become hairsprayed poodles on the the streets of prahran-'give me a bandana or give me death' scream the fallen trendies not long ejected from Transformers or perhaps the uber trendy Ritz Hotel. bogging allows this for humons-as starman said in the fillum 'starman' - 'kidnaapppedd-what is kidnaappedd"?

humans are not kidnapped, they are not humon either.

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CENSORSHIP IS FOR THE SPINELESS

Once upon a time there was a guy who was considered reasonably normal. After a couple of cosmopolitans and the odd flick through vice mag in a public toilet, image became all important. He couldn't see the lighter side of life nor have a laugh at his own expense-even though he traded weekly in the humilation of others. Eventually, the cavity of his own rectum or the wall of this weeks coolest bar was all he could see.In the end, Adolf couldn't control all the worlds media.

Im not on roids

Will MOVEMBER ever end?

Honeymoon over.

FIELDING
Fielding in some ways, is the most spontaneous of cricketing skills, but it's possible to becomce a good fielder through haard work, practice and concentration.
The basic skills required to be a good fielder are that you must get your legs, feet and body right behind the ball, accurately judge the flight of the ball when going for a catch, keep down and watch the batsman. These skills all make you a good fielder but sustained good fielding depends on unremmited concentration, even when your team's been out in the blazing sun for seven hours or more.
The standard of fielding in a team is of great importance in cricket because a good fielding team gives bowlers confidence and it's a great support structure to both wicket-keepers and bowlers. Nothing spurs a bowler more than a well-held catch, an excellent run-out or a throw-in which hits the wicket spot-on. In fact, good fielding gives the entire team a drive and dominance over t he batting team and puts them under the kind of pressure that wins many matches.
Over the years the standard of fielding has become so paramount to the winning or losing of matches, that cricket teams can no longer afford to keep a slow mover or lazy bender in the team simply as a result of his batting or bowling acumen.

Desperado

This dude really wants to be down with Kompounder. KPOUNDER:FRIES CREW

competition is none

this guy cant blog fo sheet.

I was made for loving you

I used to love putting on Kiss make up as a kid. I tried again the other night, it didn't seem the same.Dont ever dress up and read other blogs-DIE!

plop

I feel that things are slowly falling apart.

Without these guys-my support team and family, i would be lost.

I haven't seen Uncle Kev for a while.

As a team we bring you Kompounder. Thats why this is so very shit.

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Dentistry

Why have all the people in this picture got perfect teeth? I cant grow a beard too, my teeth hurt because of this. I once went to a doctor to who specialises in this sort of thing. It cost me a fortune as i couldn't claim any money back on medicare. Medicare dont care coz my medi aint fair bout the facial hair on my fair lady. Brady bunch type smiles wont shine on me. My dinosaur wont die but will become extinct with the passsage of time. Can we ever imagine a world without dinosaurs? Sure, the doomsayers will say that global warming will wipe out the big fellas but thats like saying cutting down trees will provide less shade-it aint going to happen people. My god, what have we done-i dont want to live on a planet without dinosaurs and nor do you-ruckmen are here to stay.
Dont read any other blogs ever-ever ever ever ever (kanye west)

Golden days before ...nnaaahhh nanan nanana where is my banana. all the rainbows in the sky start to weep and say goodbye. if i had photo shop i'd add a bamamammmaannaboboboboobboo. this is jim-at the end of the day he rules- no interior dec type though.
once in the ungle he spelt jungle as ungle. i told my friend dj shadow he should create the same. bumbumbumbum doobee wah yep yep bum
boo boo wah wah
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Not that there's anything wrong with it

I recently had to travel to Sydney, Australia. As weird as this sounds, when my wife found this photo in my camera she wouldn't believe that i was actually trying to take a photo of my Uncle Paul. He's the guy in the background with the grey hair and dark suit. I love Uncle Paul but I think he might be a left footer.

Let me do it right for you!

I bought a car off this guy-I hope he rots in his cell. Sheister

Family Memories

This is my family. Me and my three sisters. In summer we would run through fields and catch butterflies. My oldest sister (Karen) died in a car crash, the middle one (Sharon) became a junkie and the youngest (Agape) was abducted by aliens. When i visited her on cldfsfrhgvd9 she had became a different person. She was controlled by her domineering alien husband and believed every word that he uttered. I said to him 'listen you four headed cunt don't tell my sister what to do'. He shot me with his laser. As a result, I walk with a limp.

Cow Power

Just prior to blowing up the planet Vlad patted a cow. Why buy a home? We are selling plutonium to anyone-including cows patted by Russians.

Renters rule.

Im bitter because that cow is my landlord.

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Nirvana/cold cuts rule

This was my first experience with grunge music. Kurt Cobana is ace. These are rare pictures (pre Nirvana) when Kurt was just hangin with his family. At this stage I think he had guts.

When i wake up in my make up

I hate John Butler. This photo was taken outside 'hippy central' early 2001 when he was conducting John Butler Trio auditions. These clowns just didn't have the right clownitude. John (Butler) found out from some of his spies within PETA (Poncey Egg Tapping Assholes) that someone amid the throng ate meat circa 1997.

I wish we could all just smoke meat and get along (and listen to the 'Trio' man).

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Van Halen for the 50th time

Word is, this guy got so excited by Julian Tinderbox (Brits ex) that he began to rub his 'magic cd selector' (thats what the doctor told him to call it) on the glass and all he could come up with was Bronski Beat.

For all Bronski Beat related news check out their blob at kompound.blogspot.com.

dead in a ditch i gotcha gotcha gotcha

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I live on the 2nd floor

My name is Luka, i live on the second floor. I actually hung out with Luka-Fuck Luka.

The death of Darren

This guy was a friend of mine, his name was Darren. He could talk Chinese. I'd say hey 'Darren do you want to have a beer?' and he'd say 'ching chong wah yong ming wah din ding yah' and i'd say 'Darren im not Chinese, stop talking Chinese. Who do you think you are?' and he'd say 'ying yong cha ping pong cha 07' which in english means 'im like kevin-kevin 07'.

We'd have these chats all the time until one day a 7" record came from the sky and cut Darrens head in half.

As I sit here and pour some beer into the gutter i leave you with this-

a message to my friend Darren

'Wang cha zing fa gong lah fah gor jing wang'

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Mental Health

There is obviously a reason why no one is sitting with this guy. Mental illness, while not anything to joke about, restricts people from interacting with 'normals'. This person has crazy eyes and is obviously desperate for company-he is lonely. Todays mission-if you see someone sitting alone, go and speak to them. If you receive a punch/knife wound/bullet chalk it up to experience.
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(Photo lifted from NYC mental health website).

dont trust everything you read

This photo is of a guy called Craig Johnstone. He is an idiot.

The fruitality of it all

This is the bowl that contained my vegetable soup. Funny how blog sounds like bog and if you eat vegetables you bog a lot then blog alot about your constant bogging. Speaking of bogging whats the deal with sushi? i mean, I like seafood but I just cant come at eating raw rice. I think the japanese should discover electricity then they can cook their rice-it might ruin the sushi industry though and put at least 2000 people out of work.
The weird thing about this photo is how the banana was so desperate for attention that it jumped into the photo. Its tragic that such a normal looking banana is so lonely that it would roll around in the sludge of vegetables for acceptance. Vegetables don't like fruit. If you eat vegetables you bog alot, which is funny becaue bog sounds like blog.
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Welcome to Lunatic Park

These three images sum up what kompounder is about. If you cant work it out, you dont deserve to be here and should be serving time with James Brown in the sky. As this is a first post I will graciously give you a hint-

skull+dog+boosh=a dog in the bush is worth a skull full of diamonds.

I hope to see more of you in the future, because the future is now, and now and now and now and now and so on.

Thought for the day - soup and boobs are both nice but boobs in your soup is off.

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