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Monday, November 17, 2008

Urban Decay 2

Part 2: Keith Goes For Gold.

(Part 1 here. Not guaranteed to make Part 2 make any more sense).

After working so hard at the office, my mate Russ figured Keith could do with a bit of a weekender up the Gold Coast. It's pretty hard work being a mediocre country singer, and even more arduous being married to Nicole Kidman (what with all the not making her frown unnecessarily, and the endless sunscreen application), so the break was pretty welcome.

It's hot up in Queensland, so Russ suggested a swim. Keith was well into the idea…

…until he remembered he's about as good at swimming as he is stopping at two beers. Drink: yes. In the drink: no.

Luckily, there was a plastic disembodied crocodile-head lifeguard on duty. Woo, plastic disembodied crocodile-head lifeguard. Woo, sir.

Knackered after his aquatic adventure, Keith had a bit of a rest and tried to get dry (and not for the first time, right Keith?). Unfortunately he picked the wrong place for a kip, and it was dinner time for the family mutt.

I can't wait for Keith's next single, entitled Cover Me In Kibbles And Lick Me Clean.
Meanwhile, Russ is booking his dog in for canine therapy and a tongue-scrape.

Stay tuned for the next instalment, in which Keith goes on an international adventure with his two good mates, Russ and Frosty. There's mud. There's guitars. There's a mechanical shark.

And, of course, there's Keith.

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4 comments:

shellity said...

Brilliant!
I hope the doggie's ok. Lord knows that dogs' breath is bad enough without having a bit of Keith stuck in your teeth.

Anonymous said...

that pool looks a-m-a-z-i-n-g

(oh, and I voted for you, too!)

Anonymous said...

where can ah gets me one a those gator heads?

sandra said...

lol hilarious.