Weekend Survival Guide

Welcome back readers,

Bobby bigness here with some essential survival tips for a fun filled weekend.

This week I am going to give you the good oil on how to remain cheerful and chirpy long after the early morning lasers and chest hitting bass notes have subsided.

Some people find it hard to have a weekend without certain techno enhancements we find available to us through merchants dress in shiny tracksuits that may once have only been privy to elite athletes of African American decent.

Anywhoo my point is, that if these are the gents you choose to deliver your poison you are probably finding yourself devoid of an essential neurotransmitter called Serotonin come Monday.

Serotonin is responsible for regulating mood, appetite, muscle contractions and so forth. To say the least if you are feeling down after a big weekend it’s probably got to do with the serotonin account being a bit low in the funds department.

All is not lost readers because certain foods or at least what is contained in these foods may hold the key to building your disco fitness back up in no time! That’s right the amino acid Tryptophan is an essential ingredient in the production of Serotonin and you don’t have to buy it from old mate down a dark alley.

In fact it is found in foods like milk, cheese, turkey and caribou (if anyone has a contact for caribou give me a call), but the highest amount of Tryptophan you probably have available is to you is found in the humble egg white.

So if you feel like getting on the googs this weekend make sure you carry a couple of hardboiled eggs in ya kit to aid in your recovery.

Signing off

Ahoy me sea going swashbucklers, Capitan Bobby Bigness here with a little bit of history;

that if executed according to legend may get you a king’s ransom in lassie booty.

The story goes that during the second world war a group of American sailors stationed in Townsville came up with an ingenious scam designed to hoodwink our fair Aussie maidens out of there knickerbockers and straight in to Uncle Sam’s sleeping chamber.

What the crafty Yanks would do was before hitting the town, pool all of their booty in to the one purse. When they arrived at the tavern they would take it in turns to go to the bar and purchase their flagons but not before carefully choosing a doe eyed bunny to take home for dinner.

After ordering their mead they would make sure the young Aussie got an eyeful of the Sailors communal spunk overflowing out of the wallet in question. Now to the humble lass’s of Townsville this proved irresistible, and to the Yankee sailors a real leg opener! They would repeat the process until all the confederate states were liberated.

So if you don’t want to be the son of a scurvy ridden biscuit eater. Take a leaf out of Colonel Sanders Book and put all ya Johnny Cash in the one bucket this weekend.

"They reckon when it’s your turn to hold the loot you will feel two inches longer."

Bobby Bigness