'Thrill of the Kill" Episode 2

The Ocean: A vast expanse of seas, home to some of the deadliest, most horrifying creatures known to man. Gigantic Sting Rays with piercing barbs able to rip out a mans soul (eg Steve Irvin, personal hero). Carnivorous sharks which move with such grace and ease under water, but with a sudden explosion of speed, you just lost yourself a toddler. There is an old myth that sharks are just as scared of humans as humans are of sharks. How far this is from the 'real' truth.
When Tom(Destination Unknown) Triffitt
James(I drink blood) Sayers
Paul(If it moves, kill it) Scicluna
and Cade(Dead Meat) Triffitt
take the water, sharks are not afraid of them, they are more or less petrified.
The sharks on the East Coast of Tasmania during the days of Thursday the 24th and Friday the 25th of January called an anual strike from the water becuase they heard the boys were in town. Most of them spent their evenings doing cross-stitch and building themselves their own underwater cramation centre, just incase.

As i mentioned in my last blog, I have the uncanny ability of detecting shark language. We were cruising along ontop of the water when i heard a very faint "Help, Help!". As the sounds grew nearer, I had an outburst. "Stop, stop the boat!" I dove, Geronimo! Just underneath me i found a cray pot, with two small Draughtboard Sharks. "Oh crap", I heard one say as it realised who was coming to save it. "Have no fear, and be of good cheer. For I, Cade, have come to save you from your perious times". As i saved these beautfiul creatures, only one came back to thank me for my courage, just like the selfish leppers. I told him to go, get his buddie to come unto me. When they did so, I put a spear through each of their heads to teach them a lesson in life.
What a Thrill!

Brother T.

I cry my self to sleep, most nights.
I lay awake till the early hours of the morning staring at a mark on the way where he once kicked the football at... such a silly boy.
Sometimes I dream of him and I going out and taking on the world in a Batman and Robin type of manner, ridding it of evil.
Its been 1 year and 6 days since he left me high and dry, searching for someone to fill his shoes and become the brother to me they were born to be.
His name is Elder Ty Anthoney Triffitt... And its about time he came home.
If your out there Ty, remember the days we used to fight, and kick the football, and then fight some more... ahh the days. Seems like years ago...

Luckily for me bro, I have found a couple of replacements for the mean time. Who knows, you might even be able to stay a couple more years. fingers crossed.
One is the newest addition to the family, Christopher Bellette. He payed 5 cows for Filipa, quite generous of him really, but i guess if thats his thing, he should go for it.

The other is the one we all know so much about, Little O. We do some stuff together, we go through good times and bad. At the moment we arnt best friends, just good friends. Im ok with that though... he is just growing up. He will learn to deal with the attention.

So this is to my brother. Love you, Miss you, Proud you.
S.I.P
(Serve.In.Peace)
P.B Out

'Thrill of the Kill'

I enjoy killing stuff... I'm not talking your average murderer. I dont kill humans, thats not my thing. I'm not a Japanese whaler, thats not how i roll... And i dont do it for the 'thrill of the kill' as a few of my mates at Risdon describe their monstrocity. I just think diving under water with a spear and knife is a pretty awesome thing... Sure its dangerous, i lose count of the times i have been hit by a sting ray or bitten by a shark, but thats life. It takes courage, I bet Nephi did it.

Our crew to the West Coast of Tasmania consisted of...
Tom(Destination Unknown) Triffitt
James(I drink blood) Sayers
Paul (If it moves, kill it) Scicluna
Cade(Dead Meat) Triffitt

We had some fun. Did some photo shoots, bit of diving, couple more photo shoots, food, dive, and photo shoots. Its all about the memories...

For years now i have developed this uncanny ability to hear the fishes/sharks/whales talking to each other... We have a type of spiritual connection which i dont think can be described to the people through blogging. For instance whilst diving under a nice rock shelf i heard a female shark tell her husband, i suspect, that she was just heading down to the shops to get some fish. As the story turns out, i found myself on a rapid chase through all forms of sea life. Until i finally got my prized shark... (smiley face)

There you have it folks, another Peoples Blogger secret uncovered... If you have been keeping count you should have now discovered 7 of my super secrets. For those who are interested i can do a post on this at a later stage when i figure out the next 3 of my secrets.

PB signing out...