Returns all 'round

The Wombat is updating his blog again, and it's brick-shittingly funny. Have you ever shat out a brick? Me neither, but I'd wager that it's a lot less amusing than reading about Nick's experience's in a hostel in The Hague. In fact, there are all manner of building materials that would be a lot less fun to pass through your anus than reading the adventures of Bungalow J. Wombat, so put down the vaseline and that bessa block and get to it.
On the subject of comebacks, I couldn't help but notice, while perusing the increasingly tabloidal SMH website, that Britney Spears is releasing a new album. Apparently "Baby One More Time" (I suggest turning your speakers off if you intend clicking through to that) came out in 1998, which means that that she's been around for a decade! Ten fucking years! What the hell people.
Talk of returns would not be complete if I neglected to mention that the mighty Combat Wombats (our futsal team) returned to the field of battle last night. We won mixed 6-2, and drew mens 2-2. For the sake of completeness I feel that I should mention that I scored 4 goals and won the penalty from which one of the other goals was scored. Some other people were there too, I think. In all seriousness, we're starting to get our shit together, and I foresee more wins in the future for both teams of Wombatants. Our future is much brighter than Britney's, that's for sure.