Thats a very common scene in one Bunnings I go to quite a bit, the whole place is a mess every time I go there but the other store I visit a lot is spotless and would never have anything like this happen. They would have barricades up around the area they are working in and someone guiding the public around the area. The individual store managers have a lot to do with this I think. They’re crappy versions and not so crappy versions of Bunnings.
If you need to contact me please email homestarrunnerau@gmail.com - thanks - Gav.
Hahahh....
I thought it was just a one off. My local Bunning also had a Vegan group on all days Fathers Day. Damm near a riot.
People were turning away in droves and those that were hungry enough to try dumped them in the bin at the frint door.
Lots of unhappy people. The door welcomer was sooo sick of people whinging at her.
Your life choice? Great, good onya. But offer them as an alternative.
And if thats too offensive for your cooks then perhaps a SAUSAGE sizzle is perhaps a poor funraising option.
Personally, i wish i could have spared the time to sit and watch the fun. Better than anything on tv these days.
Pub raffles. The fishing club I was in raffled Friday nights and Sunday mornings. There were so many patrons some had to stand outside, we sold 8 to 10 raffles on Fridays, less on Sunday. Then random breath test came in. A good thing, but it killed off the raffles. Better than drunks on the road.
I’m pretty sure the dinosaurs died out when they stopped gathering food and started having meetings to discuss gathering food
A bookshop is one of the only pieces of evidence we have that people are still thinking
I am a Bunning’s onion
My life was once quite grand,
I’d get to look at everything
As you held me in your hand.
Looking out the drivers window
Or at the people you would greet,
All these scenes unfolded
Up upon my sausage seat.
Sometimes I would be blinded
Smothered by that sauce so red,
Or a squeeze of yellow mustard
Soaked up by the fresh white bread.
But now my life’s just not as good
As it used to be,
For my view is now constricted
By the snag on top of me.
And why you ask have things so changed,
Why did my status drop?
It’s all because some Gympie bloke
Trod on me and went flop!
So I’ll fade into obscurity
Underneath some dodgy meat,
Now that Bunning’s changed the way
We eat our weekend treat.
So please do not forget me
Now I’m down out of the way,
And now and then lift up that snag
And smile and say G’day!
I’ll still be just as tasty
Cooked so caramel and rich,
I’m just not as important
Since becoming Bunning’s Bitch!
Current Cars:
2013 E3 Maloo, 350kw
2008 RRS, TDV8
1995 VS Clubsport
Previous Cars:
2008 ML63, V8
2002 VY SS Ute, 300kw
2002 Disco 2, LS1 conversion
Give that man an Oscar.
It must be the air here in the Adelaide Hills, as we all seem to speak nonsense for some reason.![]()
Eevo's don't do grammar and punctuation, that'll be lifted from someone without attribution. (Peter McFadyen appearing to be the author)
This weeks joke
Out and About with John: Ode to the Bunnings Onion
And so on.
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