Piercings

Picture it, Sicily 1976. 2 very great human beings were born in this year, the year of the Dragon. 1 is my best mate, Piercings, the other was me. She is a true freak of nature, as..... she always knows.

Lets step back in history a bit - we hooked up at 13 years of age when my mother left my father and became best mates with Piercings mother. We were untamed creatures and a friendship was born, none unlike your friendship that you form with your jail house mate. We always stay in contact with each other, despite the states that each of us live in and the states of our drunken behavior. Which is a good thing that we live in other states as when we get together, well, just hold on for the ride as we always get up to things that we are not meant to.

Back to present day - it was my birthday the other day and as Piercings does, she called twice. One on Melbourne Cup, as one year she forgot my birthday and as she lives in Melbourne, she had a day off for it, so she now has a marker for my birthday. So a lesson learnt, she called me on my real birthday as well. But in true form, best mates know exactly what to give each other for presents. Why one year, I gave Piercings a bed pan, which I scribed on it "A piss pot for a piss pot, love ya guts, kimmy kimmy look at me, kimmy". Now I do admit that I love her guts, but not her tits, we all know that there isn't much of those to go around, but A for effort - of which is also her bra cup size. But for this birthday, she got me a copy of the banned film in the Northern Territory, "Wolf Creek". In true form, she sent it to herself first so she could watch it, then its in the post for me (by the time she sends it, it will be xmas). Now, as she was born in the early part of the year, we are off to Melbourne for her 30th next year - to do what - to shoot her of course.

This is Kim Dundee Reporting from the Territory

Here is a picture that I took of Piercings at our recent holiday in Byron Bay that my lovely partner fixed up a bit.