Well, readers, this is really just for the sake of breaking a personal record.
The Olympic Games should really be about competing against personal records rather than just poxy little world records...I mean, when you think about it, how boring is that?
And what about my personal record? Well, so far, I've managed one new blog post a week at my absolute, very best. Today, with a good 45 minutes to spare, I've managed to break that record. Thanks very much. Forget steroids or whatever other performance-enhancing drugs there are. Forget freezing your piss. I've shattered this record with a six pack of the very smooth James Boag's Premium Lager.
"Who is James Boag?" That's the slogan that features on many promotional posters that usually feature some black and white, film noir-like scene of dangerous lust between two faceless characters. Often featured in the shot will be a cigar relaxing on an ashtray, still firm and smoking in it's own vigour.
But seriously, what fucking bullshit is that? I don't know about you if you're reading this in another part of the world, but here in Australia, most guys don't exactly need enticing when it comes to drinking beer. You don't even need to say "beer", just point to the stuff.
Anyway, it's twenty minutes to midnight now, I really need to break this record and I need to allow uploading time etc. So here's my version of what a James Boag advert should be and I will see you very soon.
Cheers!
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