If you can't get a lift with Thunderbird2, think really hard about it.

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I'll check reports to see if i can get there, i heard we are flooded in. Bilbo is stuck in Brissy for at least the night, chances are it could be longer

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I think somebody ought to start investigating anyone who had been hoping for rain.

Please be careful, Fangtasia. When you go out to check for mail, be sure to wear your life preserver.

M and I are blaming all the Churchies, Christians, Muslims, Buddhists, Jews and Hindi. Did none of these idiots understand that their rain prayers were cumulative?

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My daughter's unintended pun. A chip off the old fart.

"I've been trying to get onto the Bris council's Floodline website (they've been advertising on the radio) but it doesn't look current."

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*passes you a hovercraft*

without eels.

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On the kinkometer, my kink measures as a sine wave.

Thanks for the update. I imagine those pics are even more concerning for someone who knows what the places look like without the water. If the dates are correct on them, it is still raining too. Nothing like the hundred year flood to inspire a new respect for the power of water.

Pay attention and stay safe.




[ noticed the reference to your emergency assist number. I like the "000". Makes more sense than our "911" but I have a hunch equipment capability of the time had something to do with the designation. ]

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We are still dry at my place....though a new severe weather warning has been issued *sigh*

Not o much for me, but the poor buggers already hit look to be going to possibly cop another lot.

Bilbo will be staying in Brissy another night, cant get through. Roads closed, Range crossing closed. Absolute nightmare

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The flashflood toll is given as 8 and on the way up.

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I don't know who you ticked off down there but it seems you did a good job of it. While a part of Queensland the size of Germany and France, COMBINED, is under water and 70 some people missing besides the already counted dead, the place is awash [pun intended] with many of your not-so-nice critters on the move and in a pissy mood. Now the scarce dirt above water is in contention between crocks, poison snakes and people. This for you while the state of Victoria chocks on the smoke from the largest and most intense brush fires ever recorded there. Your over abundance of vermin is being off-set by the crispy critters that may be the last of their kind and some that escaped to their bunkers will emerge to desolation that will cause them to linger to a less pleasant extinction.

Whatever you're doing to piss off the god's, ya better stop.

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Definitely starting to sound like the end of days. Just do us all a favor and be wary of a pale horse. The man who rides upon it is Death. And hell follow with him.

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Shit, I thought that was the Lone Ranger and three of his mates.

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The dark side.

News report from the ABC talks of looters and a bull shark at Goodna, 20 miles inland.

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The shark was probably just trying to get away from all the rain. Poor thing.

I'd be more worried about the looters, but the shark is impressive.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf