The adventures of Almigo

I've just received a completely unexpected and unwanted email about possible job opportunities at the Hilton hotel. No no, the other Hilton.. While it's more of a scam than things to do with money and pyramids, I feel it's my civic duty to reply back and point out how blindingly awesome I would be in such a role...

Today I proved without a shadow of a doubt that I have the maturity of a 13 year old school boy with a Playboy collection longer than his arm (and I'm okay with that, really). How did I prove this though? Hello Cowboy! By finding a book in a bric and brac store downtown whose cover maybe me almost chortle myself silly in amusement. I give to you - the Penetrator...

On the idiot box the other day a promo flashed up for a new show called Formal Wars - basically you take a kid in high school preparing for their awesome school formal or social and then move complete control of every decision they'll ever make for the big night...over to the parents. That means the outfit, the mode of transportation and even the date will be decided by mum and dad. No ifs or buts, like it or lump it. Darling, your pink tank has arrived... Personally I feel this show will be quite hilarious (and a damn sight better than celebrities learning to fall into a pool) as plenty of school kids put more focus on preparing for a school formal for one night than they do in earning a formal education over the space of half a decade. It also got me thinking what might happen if I got involved in taking control of my own son's decisions come formal time (in roughly 16 years or so...) - and how to make it so much more entertaining than my own already amusing formal his...

Reckon you know everything you need to know about Drake? Even Drake would be amazed by these Drake facts. Word. We beg to differ. With 13 amazing facts about Drake on hand to prove our point. Welcome to the school of Drake son, take a chair. Class is now in session.