The title? Have no idea what it means. Over heard some young person say it at the local shopping mall, and noticed how all his friends sniggered in response. I thought it must be funny and so I thought I would use it! Mind you, they did look a bit like unwashed ferals. Have I done the wrong thing in so doing? .
Anyway, these are some volcanic rocks I saw when I was totally lost at a dreadful spot called Ruffy, desperately dealing with savage natives, hunger, thirst, deprivation, and wounding sarcasm from a less than happy Mrs. ucci, trying to fight my way back to civilization, well Seymour anyway, and the safe comforts of home, knowing full well that my wife was never going to let me forget this particular directional transgression. Women can be so unforgiving in what many of us blokes consider to be nothing more than a trivial misadventure
So, that's the 'story' behind this post. Who would have thought so much drama could be read into a pile of old rocks lying about in a paddock?
old ucci