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by Brad Kearns

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February 19, 2019February 19, 2019

Lulla Doll: my genuine review

April 13, 2018April 13, 2018
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So you want to be a blogger

September 13, 2017September 13, 2017

Her camera roll tells the story of their lives

September 13, 2017September 13, 2017

Our day doesn’t end when we get home from work 

September 13, 2017

It’s 2017 and that’s just what relationships are nowadays

September 13, 2017September 13, 2017

Don’t let “adulting” ruin your friendships

September 13, 2017September 13, 2017

Remember who the glue is

September 13, 2017September 13, 2017

Don’t let your phone make you a shitty parent

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Teddy on the solids
Happy Birthday to the most amazing mum and wife a little family of boys could ask for. The little necklace right there is WonderWoman because that’s exactly what she is to us.
Two blokes and a baby @jimmyrees_
The milk bar is open apparently
Just a kid with a kid
I’m turning 30 this year. Fuck sakes So my childhood best mate and I are at complete opposite ends of the spectrum. He’s smashing up the rave festivals and here I am still talking about the Black Douglas incident of 2007. Back in the day we’d hang around Blacktown trying not to get jumped by the eshays thinkin’ we’d be cool forever and now look at us. Well he’s still getting out but me... I don’t get out much. But tell you what that’s all about to change coz we bout to hit up the Dirty Dancing immersive cinema experience. Mate if you thought surviving a stereosonic was tough in your fluro nickers and bag of pills y’all obviously never spent a day grinding with your wife who wearing a 1950’s polka dot dress in front of ya kids. Oooh yeah take that. While you all out there snappin the best booty and muscle pics I’ll be sporting a chestybonds from BigW lacquered in hairspray like a pudgy Patrick Swayze. Ain’t no sniffer dogs at our party I’ll tell you that much. And at the end of the night when the moon sets in I’m gon be watching Dirty Dancing under the stars on the big screens in the stadium with 10,000 other party animals. Check-mate! Seriously though I’m gonna get a super good nights sleep and have a berocca beforehand coz this shit gon’ be off chops. You can come if you can keep up mate Bring on 30 @immersivecinema
We were invited to go and talk about our little boy Buddy to other families who have been through similar journeys. It’s encouraging to know that on the same day someone throws it in our face in a private Facebook message; others see us as a voice they can relate to I‘ve decided which one to put my energy into @skobishoes
We got out on a school night. Knox even took this photo. Killing it
For as long as I’ve been writing people have commented and said “your wife is very lucky to have you” or “I hope I find a man who treats me like that” and truth be told it really irks me. You see it’s not me who chooses how she gets treated. And it’s certainly not her luck. It’s about knowing your own worth and never being willing to accept anything less. That’s all it’s ever been. Because I’m nowhere near the person some of you make me out to be. The minute I was rude. The minute I wasn’t proud talking about her or our family and the minute I showed any inkling that I wasn’t willing to put in the effort required she would let me know it wasn’t good enough. She wouldn’t cop it. And she would push me to become better. And don’t for one second think that if I turned out to be a piece of shit after 10 years that she would stay with me either. Because she wouldn’t. House. Finances. Kids and all. She would still respect herself enough to walk away. She knows her own worth and i’d be out on my ass before I could ever reduce that. So let’s not teach our daughters that finding a man to respect you is about luck. Because it absolutely isn’t. Don’t settle for less people @bugaboostrollers fox

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