Fuck You, Good Friday.

Does Good Friday always turn out to be good? Or does it just feel that way because the Thursday before Good Friday is over?

Yesterday I had to go to the shops to get milk and that stupid Poopin’ Pup …

Fuck You, Poopin’ Pup.

My oldest Womb Raider who is now 4 had the biggest meltdown I have ever seen the other day. I actually thought I might have to call an ambulance, that’s how fucking nuts she went.

It started off pretty innocently. …

The End. For Now.

I had a bit of a weird night last night. I don’t know if it’s the no sleep thing or if it’s just a natural progression. But I just decided I do not want to do this anymore.

The internet …

Fuck You, Flat Sheets.

You all know I am having some issues with my sleeping. Well if you didn’t, you do now. It sucks a large amount of balls to try and smash life when you haven’t slept and I’m slowly going out of  …

Fuck You, Fat Shamers.

When I was little my Mum always used to tell me that “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me”. Sorry Mum, but that’s a flaming pile of horse shit. I hear things like ‘eat …

Fuck You, Breastfeeding Shamers.

A year ago a friend posted on her Facebook page about a terrible experience on a plane where she was trying to breastfeed her 9 week old son. I remember feeling so angry for her, and grateful in a way …

Fuck You, THE END.

There have been a few anniversaries for me recently, but today marks 1 year since one of my most notorious pieces went a little bit cray cray.

Through a misunderstanding or “Facebook glitch” as it’s often called, I was booted …

Fuck You, Bad Photos.

In the selfie age it’s hard to escape the fact that everyone holding a phone is holding a camera. The urge to whip it out at every opportunity and document your life is powerful. You watch your friends lives unfold …

Happy Fucking Birthday.

12 months ago today I registered www.fuckyoufriday.com.au and decided I was going to write my rants every Friday. With the exception of one or two weeks when life got in the way, I’ve stayed true to my word.

I hope

Fuck You, Cheating Bastards.

If I have to hear about one more of my friends having their lives turned upside down by a cheating man I will scream. It’s just so fucking predictable I want to cry.

One epic douche with a head that …

Fuck You, Cuntry Road Fat Pants.

Oh man, Santa was good to me at Christmas time. He gave me 5 extra kilos of chub that I simply cannot get rid of. Yes, it was me that gorged on the mince pies, the pavlova, the 5 kilos …

Fuck You, mind numbingly boring Facebook feed.

Guys. I am strapped for time as I am moving house today, so I will make this a neat and concise rant.

PEOPLE NEED TO LIFT THEIR FUCKING GAME ON THE MIND NUMBINGLY BORING FACEBOOK SHIT FEED.

I know this …

Fuck You, small but insanely painful injuries.

It wouldn’t be Friday without some kind of drama to befall your friend Far Kew. But today I am wishing that I didn’t court disaster,  for I have spent the morning at the local Dr’s surgery having actual surgery on the …

Fuck You, Daily Mail.

2016 has been a rough ride for many. As I reflect on my year and think about what I want 2017 to be, one thing comes to mind. Walk my talk. I also want to stretch myself and my mind, and not …

Fuck You, Christmas Shopping.

Oh my god. Where to fucking start. I know, Christmas shopping can suck the world’s biggest bag of dicks until it chokes on the dicks and dies a horrible death.

THE END

Just kidding, there is so much more to …

Fuck You, Elf on the Shelf.

When my first Womb Raider was born just over 4 years ago, this Elf on the Shelf phenomenon was really taking off here in Australia. You know what they are: these little stuffed toy Scout Elves that come with a …

Bye Felicia.

Good god I’ve done it again. Somehow offended some people by posting a photo of an embroidered ovary dress. Shit. 8 months down the track we still manage to pick up a few people that can take offence to the …

What’s in a name?

So you crazy cats know I am currently house hunting for a Chateau befitting the family of Far Kew, The Husband and our little Farkers. It sucks a large amount of bum. If I had a couple of mill I’d …

Fuck You, Real Estate Ads.

I’m house hunting again, but this time for something to buy.  And unfortunately because of the crazy marketplace here in Australia, I am searching for the “renovators dream” due to the funds that will not allow the Taj FarKew just …

Fuck You 46.9% of America

WHO’S TO BLAME FOR TRUMP?

A QUESTION FOR THE GOOD PEOPLE OF AMERICA.

Right now, amid the clamour of young liberals, armchair intellectuals and passive conservatives all vocally losing their collective minds over the advent of President Trump, I suppose

Fuck You, Fitting Rooms.

What is it about fitting rooms that turns your reflection into a monster? The lights? The mirrors? Both?

I fucking hate them. And those 3 way mirrors? They can fuck off the most. Nobody wants to see their dimpled arse …

Fuck You, Code Brown.

I wondered if I would be able to write this week, because I am currently holidaying in a stunning resort in the Mamanuca group of islands, Fiji. There has been equal mix of smugness in the fact that I managed …

Fuck You, Google.

Everyone keeps telling me I should monetise this blog. EVERYONE. “Yeah, yeah” I tell them, “I didn’t get myself into this for the cash”. I hardly have enough time to write my rants, let alone enter the realm of trying …

Fuck You, Marriage Inequality.

I am sick of waiting for marriage equality. I am tired of hearing about this stupid plebiscite and l want a Prime Minister who can lead with big brass balls (or a golden vagina) to allow a free vote in

Fuck You, Flat Pack.

Now that we’ve moved out of the rat hole, I had to buy a few small pieces of furniture to spruce up the new place. One of them was a little storage cabinet for each of the Womb Raiders bedrooms. …

Fuck You, Father’s Day.

Fuck You, Mother’s Day back in May, was me venting my frustration at the utter shite that was marketed towards us for this special Hallmark Holiday. Well folks, I’m sorry to tell you that it doesn’t get any fucking better for Father’s …

Fuck You, Anti Vaxxers.

This has been a long time coming. I’m always nice when it comes to the anti science brigade because I figure being dismissive isn’t that helpful. But it’s Friday, and in the spirit of Fuck You Friday, and in light …

What Then, If We’re Not Beautiful?

Over the last couple of years I’ve noticed things have taken a downward slide in the looks department. Parts of me I just assumed were there for the long haul now look a little….different.

I want to say worse, but …

5 Reasons Why I Think Kim Kardashian is Dangerous

Ah, Kim Kardashian. Famous for being famous. Love her or hate her, the world has never seen a celebrity this huge and I am not just referring to her generous man-made posterior.

I have some major beef with the internets …

Fuck You, Saggy Boobs.

Once upon a time there were two glorious boobies who sat proudly atop my chest, pushing their flawless faces towards the sun.  Many marvelled at their bountiful size, shapely form and curious nature, all three of us revelling in the …

Fuck You, Slow Walkers.

Dear Slow Walkers

I love that you like family time and feel the need to spread your entire clan six-across blocking my path. I love that you like chatting to your old school friend who you haven’t seen for ages …

WTF Wednesday 10th August

Things that made me chortle this week.

 

WARNING: DO NOT WATCH AT WORK. Someone made a Porn Parody starring Dikachu in Strokémon. Stroké balls anyone? 

THE END…

Fuck You, Gastro.

Gastro is like the worst relationship you have ever had. One that you should never have gotten into in the first place, but did so against your better judgement (and the pleading of your friends and family).

It starts out …

Fuck You, Pokémon Go.

I wanted to hate this. There was a certain amount of validation in my refusal to download the game that millions of people were going nuts for in the space of a few days.  I scoffed as my friend showed …

Fuck You, Smells of Parenthood.

Man I love my kids. I would die for them without a second thought. But far out, being a mum is tainted with some pretty fucked up fragrances isn’t it?

My three year old proudly told me this morning that …

Far Kew Haters, Part 2. With Pete’s Perineum Steam.

It happened again! I’ve upset some people and they’ve had a crack at poor old Far Kew. The reason? I made a joke about Pete Evans and his bountiful chest wig. I’m a bad, bad, bad girl.

In an activated almond …

Fuck You, Yo Gabba Gabba.

Play Along With Sam on Foxtel is a pretty safe bet in my house where my kids and their TV consumption is concerned. Sometimes I even *gasp* leave the room and let the big square babysitter do it’s wonderful thang. But …