Who Is This Jobbing Actress Who Fouls Our TV Screens...!!!

McKallisti Of The Sods Sun Jan 15, 2012 4:50 pm

Who Is This Jobbing Actress Who Fouls Our TV Screens...!!!

You Might Remember Her From The Aptly Named Led Balloon, Jack Dees Comedy Showcase...!!!

But Recently This Stage School Assasin Is A Bit Pervasive On The Telly...

The Bitch Is Advertising Furniture Before Coronation Street...

She Can,t Act For Toffee...The Stupid Bint Keeps Looking At The Camera...In A Non Frankie Howard Stylee...

There Is A Rustic Charm To Her Though...!!!

I Hope She Makes It To Hollywood...!!!

And The Premature Suicide That That Lifestyle Enables...!!!

Who Is This Jobbing Actress Who Fouls Our TV Screens...!!! Leadballoon4gal

Who Is This Jobbing Actress Who Fouls Our TV Screens...!!! Leadballoon4gal

Anna Crilly The One Time She Didn't Look At The Camera...

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McKallisti Of The Sods Sun Jan 15, 2012 5:17 pm

I Had A Mate At School Who Stalked Kim Wilde...

He Even Got Into Her House...

She Told Him To Fuck Off...

I Had A Couple Of Stalkers Myself...

A Pregnant Girl Who Used To Smash Windows With A Brick In St Ives...

And A Bloke Called Mark From Gloucester...

That Was A Bit Scarey...

I Cut My Hands Real Bad...When He Turned Up Late At Night...

Going On About Summat That Happened At School...

What A Headcase...!!!

I,m Not A Fighter But I Really Had To Disable This Chap...

One Swift Kick To The Bollocks...Followed By A Kick To The Head...Sorted Him Out...

But Seeing As I Am A Good Chap...I Offered Him A Cup Of Tea And A Buiscuit...

And When He Got His Strength Up...He Carried On With His Charade...

I Think I Was Lucky Not To Get Stabbed...He Was Luckier To Only Get His Teeth Smashed Inn...!!!

I Really Try To Avoid Such People With Sociopathetic Tendancies These Days...

Unless I Am Making Money From Them...!!!

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McKallisti Of The Sods Sun Jan 15, 2012 5:34 pm

Like For Example...

I Got A Bit Of A Drug Empire Going On...

I Get A Load Of Viagra From Holland...

And Sell It On 300% Profit...

Luverley Jubbley...

What Limp Dicked Cunt Is Gonna Dob Me In...!!!

You Really Have To Work On Peoples Insecurities...

I'm Like The Gay Mafia Round Here...I Literally Have The Local Council By Their Stupid Perceived Bollocks...

But If They Come For Me...By The Miracle Of Technology...I Got All Their Trists Downloaded...

The Limp Dicked Fuckers...!!!

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McKallisti Of The Sods Sun Jan 15, 2012 5:50 pm

It Does Sound More Nastier Than Reallity...

But I Do Get Privvy To Peoples "Shall We Say Insecurities"

Lets Just Say...

Do I Realy Give A Fuck...!!! I Would Say People Have An Innate Psychology "To Be Loved...!!!"

cthulhu

McKallisti Of The Sods Sun Jan 15, 2012 5:59 pm

Sex Is Something That Doesn't Bother Me That Much...

Yes I Have Tried It On Seveal Occaisions...

And I'm Not Really That Keen On Mucous Membranes....

But People With Status Use It Like A Weapon...

Why, I Don't Know...It's Too Messy For Me...

But I Like Too See The Fat Bastards Snivelling In My Presence...!!!

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Everybody, Loves Sod..!!! Sun Jan 15, 2012 6:21 pm

Who Is This Jobbing Actress Who Fouls Our TV Screens...!!! Johnchallis

LOL...!!!

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Everybody, Loves Sod..!!! Sun Jan 15, 2012 6:30 pm

His Hair Is As Wonky As His Erection...!!!

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Billy Ruben Sun Jan 15, 2012 7:30 pm

McKallisti Of The Sods wrote:Like For Example...

I Got A Bit Of A Drug Empire Going On...

I Get A Load Of Viagra From Holland...

And Sell It On 300% Profit...

Luverley Jubbley...

What Limp Dicked Cunt Is Gonna Dob Me In...!!!

You Really Have To Work On Peoples Insecurities...

I'm Like The Gay Mafia Round Here...I Literally Have The Local Council By Their Stupid Perceived Bollocks...

But If They Come For Me...By The Miracle Of Technology...I Got All Their Trists Downloaded...

The Limp Dicked Fuckers...!!!

Sod,come on,don't you think that describing a legal medication as a drug empire a bit sensationalistic.It's not like you did it cause you wanted to.The office cut your employ back to three days a week,so you had to try new avenues.And it's not like you're standing on the corner,selling class one illegal narcotics to minors.I expect you might get a bit of white for your friends or the odd chick,but a drug empire,is something my uncle and aunt used to do.Import and sell heroin and run people over in Mark 2 Jaguars who did'nt pay their bills.Have shoot outs with police and such forth.I mean,I've seen real dealers,big ones.I don't think you'd really cut it.

Is Viagra really that profitable?

Billy Ruben Sun Jan 15, 2012 7:34 pm

McKallisti Of The Sods wrote:Sex Is Something That Doesn't Bother Me That Much...

Yes I Have Tried It On Seveal Occaisions...

And I'm Not Really That Keen On Mucous Membranes....

But People With Status Use It Like A Weapon...

Why, I Don't Know...It's Too Messy For Me...

But I Like Too See The Fat Bastards Snivelling In My Presence...!!!

You're really undecided on that one,eh?
Last year,you said "Whatever Billy Ruben,I just had a swingers night,but they wanted to kill me at the end of it"...I laughed for hours about that,so what really went down?...

Billy Ruben Sun Jan 15, 2012 8:01 pm

Billy Ruben wrote:
McKallisti Of The Sods wrote:Like For Example...

I Got A Bit Of A Drug Empire Going On...

I Get A Load Of Viagra From Holland...

And Sell It On 300% Profit...

Luverley Jubbley...

What Limp Dicked Cunt Is Gonna Dob Me In...!!!

You Really Have To Work On Peoples Insecurities...

I'm Like The Gay Mafia Round Here...I Literally Have The Local Council By Their Stupid Perceived Bollocks...

But If They Come For Me...By The Miracle Of Technology...I Got All Their Trists Downloaded...

The Limp Dicked Fuckers...!!!

Sod,come on,don't you think that describing a legal medication as a drug empire a bit sensationalistic.It's not like you did it cause you wanted to.The office cut your employ back to three days a week,so you had to try new avenues.And it's not like you're standing on the corner,selling class one illegal narcotics to minors.I expect you might get a bit of white for your friends or the odd chick,but a drug empire,is something my uncle and aunt used to do.Import and sell heroin and run people over in Mark 2 Jaguars who did'nt pay their bills.Have shoot outs with police and such forth.I mean,I've seen real dealers,big ones.I don't think you'd really cut it.

Is Viagra really that profitable?

Back in the early days of war with you,I used to suspect you were Teh Doctor from Webanarchy.I used to have a few gay friends that looked and acted like him,that turned nasty and bitchy when I would'nt put out.He thought he could lure me in by sucking cock in front of me.I mean,I admired his vorocious appetite for pleasing another man and the sly sexy look he gave me as he licked the pre-cum from the eye of his mates cock,but I just shrugged,packed my Velvet Undrerground records away and the bowl of pot I had and walked out in style.They were into Amyl Nitrate or something foul smelling that made your heart rush.

But we were never friends proper after that.Turns out,he had aids and knew of it,so he wasn't much of a friend at all.There was a hot bi-chick that hung around,she got turned on by men kissing,so I gave her a display one day.I think Dave took it to the next level when he found the next occassion.His mother was a witch,who actually made potions that worked.They tried it on me and I punched a hole in another reality,real spooky shit.With the aid of Tryptophan.He did'nt learn,got sick and died at age 30.I really do believe to this day,something was watching over me.But he sucked cock really good.Better than most girls.

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Billy Ruben Sun Jan 15, 2012 8:38 pm

Nasty looking madam she is.Doesn't mean I know her,or ever seen her before.But a domestic fight,she'd absolutley slaughter me.Afraid of the reptilian types and act sweet near them and never say a word out of place.Tough chavs and footballers is her style.Sweet little arty types like me,ahhh,she'd just call me a poof,which is cool,I use that for cover,quite happy for others to think that.Especially if I got something going with their mothers.I don't know,I like the older girls who have been in un-feeling divorces and cold marriages.They appreciate the finer gent later on.And get a surprise how hot and passionate I can be,if they allow it.Despite my good looks a pensioner I am,the prospects are this at 40.Many divorcees,protecting their assetts,Pre-nuptial laws not worth the paper they're written on.

Nearly went this way a few months agoSam and I going seperate ways.I met a divorcee who threw her life and belongings at my feet.I warned her not to do that and just would like her company,sex and living on the Beach together at Blackhead.She did'nt gel in the head.Now she's in love with an older gold-digger type.I did warn her.I would've signed a paper I'm just a tennant for free rent and do her lawns and house work while she works at the medical centre.

I would never fuck someone over for money or assetts,but only those who do wrong to me or saboutage my life and money.I feel sorry for people desperate and lonelyThey make horrible mistakes and lose everything they worked for.For Love.

Sad,mad world.Breaks my heart.Think she was on the rebound to,after what her ex-husband did.It's fucked actually.

Shocked

Billy Ruben Sun Jan 15, 2012 10:54 pm

Like I said Sod,you're not really the drug dealing type...This is my aunt and cousin

http://www.crime.co.nz/c-files.asp?ID=2544

Lorraine Cohen and Aaron Cohen
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On 9 February 1985,Lorraine Cohen aged 42, and her son, Aaron aged 18, was arrested for the possession of heroin by Malaysian authorities as they tried to board a plane at Penang International Airport. This was to become an infamous international drug case involving two New Zealanders.
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At the age of 17 Lorraine found herself pregnant and married the father of her child. She had already started using drugs at an early age and eventually turned to prostitution to afford her habit. The marriage ended and she moved to Sydney, Australia. Once there, she met and married a musician, Danny Cohen. Aaron was born and Lorraine was still struggling with her addiction to heroin. The family moved back for a short period to New Zealand but soon returned to Australia. At this time Lorraine separated from her second husband and returned to a life of prostitution and drugs.

In 1984, after an unexpected windfall through a ten thousand dollar inheritance from her mother, Lorraine and her son, Aaron, flew to Penang, Malaysia. They were on a mission to buy cheap heroin to support their growing drug habit.

Upon their departure from Penang International Airport, Lorraine and Aaron were stopped and the subsequent search by Malaysian authorities turned up 140grams of heroin hidden in Lorraine Cohen’s underwear. Aaron was found in possession of 34grams of heroin hidden also in his underwear.
Under Malaysian law, drug traffickers who obtain drugs for supply, which is distinguished by having over 15grams in their possession, are automatically given the death sentence. Both of the Cohen’s were seen as drug traffickers.

On 1 September 1987, Lorraine Cohen was sentenced to death. Aaron was sentenced to life imprisonment and six lashes with a rotan cane. Aaron was only spared the death penalty because of his age. Lorraine and Aaron appealed their sentences and on 7 August 1989, Lorraine’s conviction was commuted to life imprisonment. Appeal judges accepted the evidence that Lorraine Cohen was a regular heavy user of heroin and would have only been supporting her own habit with the drugs she was found carrying. Aaron’s appeal was rejected and in December 1991, he received his six lashes with a cane.

The pair were imprisoned at Penang Prison and separated into the men and women’s section. Media reports of their time there stated that it was hard going and Lorraine was hospitalized for breast cancer. She regained her health and along with her Malaysian lawyer, Karpal Singh, set about obtaining a pardon for her and Aaron. Two applications for a pardon failed but the third time, it succeeded.

Lorraine and Aaron Cohn were released in 1996, from Penang Prison after eleven and a half years of incarceration. They were returned to New Zealand. Whilst in prison, both had been able to give up their heroin habit.

Billy Ruben Sun Jan 15, 2012 10:56 pm

http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/607357/Kiwi-sentenced-to-death-21-years-on

Last updated 14:37 01/09/2008SharePrint Text Size Relevant offersTwenty-one years ago today New Zealander Lorraine Cohen stood stoically in the dock as a Malaysian judge sentenced her to death.

The former Auckland housewife, then aged 44, stared blankly at the judge as she learnt of her punishment for trafficking 140.76gm of heroin.

Her son, Aaron Cohen, 20, also charged with trafficking, was spared from death, instead being sentenced to life imprisonment and six strokes from the rotan cane.

"That's just what I expected," Mrs Cohen told NZPA at the time.

"I'm happy for Aaron."

In 1984 Lorraine had received a $10,000 inheritance from her mother. The money sparked the pair's ill-fated trip to Penang, Malaysia - a mission to buy cheap heroin to feed their growing drug habits.

It was during their departure from Penang International Airport on February 9, 1985 that officials searched Lorraine Cohen, subsequently finding 140 grams of heroin hidden in her underwear. A later search found 34 grams of heroin in Aaron’s underwear.

Under Malaysian law anyone possessing 15 grams or more of heroin is deemed to be carrying drugs for supply and automatically given the death sentence.

Lorraine Cohen successfully appealed her death sentence in August 1989, the judge commuting her punishment to life imprisonment. Aaron's appeal was rejected.

Life in prison was hard for the pair. Lorraine was hospitalised for breast cancer, before eventually recovering, while Aaron’s heroin addiction continued, his life consumed by the constant battle for supply in jail.

In June 1996 Lorraine and Aaron Cohen were officially pardoned and released from Penang Prison, the hellish place they had called home for eleven and a half years.

Mother and son arrived back in Auckland amid a flurry of media attention. The court case had captured the imagination of the nation and garnered international interest- a sordid, tragic story of drug dealing, prostitution and a devoted mother and son.

Aaron was admitted to a methadone programme immediately after returning home, while reports from the time say Lorraine was clean, having kicked her drug habit while in jail.

In March 2000 Aaron appeared at Waitakere District Court on drug charges and two charges of presenting a firearm to police. His mother Lorraine was in the courtroom to support him.

By 2001 both mother and son were back behind bars – both sentenced to four years jail time for a raft of drug related charges at the Auckland High Court.

In 2003 an ailing Lorraine, battling cancer, was charged with possession of heroin at the Auckland District Court. The judge sentenced her to 100 hours of community service, taking into account her guilty plea and ill health.

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Billy Ruben Sun Jan 15, 2012 10:59 pm

http://www.nzherald.co.nz/lifestyle/news/article.cfm?c_id=6&objectid=131211

Paul Little: Arrested Development - The Aaron Cohen story
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Mother and son Lorraine and Aaron Cohen on their way home from Malaysia in 1996. Picture / ReutersBy MARGIE THOMPSON

At the end of June 1996, 29-year-old Aaron Cohen was released with his mother Lorraine from Penang Prison, where they had been held for 11 years on charges of trafficking heroin.

Mother and son were flown back to New Zealand to face a glare of publicity. The twilight world of drugs and prostitution from which they came is hardly glamorous, yet it fascinates the public mind: years of media coverage of the Cohens' case, and especially the pathos of Aaron's situation - brought up among addicts, what choice did he have about his own life? - had engendered incredible sympathy and a feeling that, somehow, we "knew" these people.

Among the letters received by Aaron after his story ran in Woman's Day was an extraordinary one from a woman in "small-town New Zealand," single, with several children for whom she thought Aaron might be the perfect father. Thus does the public allow its imagination to fill in the details until media subjects become mere constructions of our own desires and fears.

Working against this process, former Listener editor Paul Little's Arrested Development: The Aaron Cohen Story (Tandem Press, $24.95) is a non-patronising, non-judgmental attempt to tell Aaron's story as Aaron himself sees it.

This, it turns out, is quite different to how we may have assumed it to be. In his foreword, Little makes the point that the book has "allowed [Aaron] to reclaim himself." Aaron has told the truth about himself, "even though it would earn him no credit." In essence, Aaron becomes in these pages an agent force in his own life. He made his own choices to the extent that heroin allows and was not simply a victim of circumstance.

For me, one of the saddest insights in this book was Aaron's childhood insistence that he would never use heroin. Why would he? He had all the evidence of misery, tiresomeness and destructiveness before him. His mother, Lorraine, had been using since she was a teenager and, although she and her husband, Danni Cohen, had cleaned up in order to conceive Aaron (who was born in Auckland on September 24, 1966, without a trace of heroin or any other drug in his body), she had, for most of her adult life, a ferocious appetite for the drug, the consequences of which Aaron knew all too well.

Yet at the age of 13 Aaron chose to accept the offer of an older friend and tried heroin for the first time. He was sick as a dog, but a year later tried it again ... and again. He didn't tell Lorraine, and part of the book's purpose seems to be to make Aaron's heroin use a matter of his own responsibility, rather than something that was done to him by his mother. Many people have assumed Aaron was born an addict or that Lorraine had introduced him to drugs. Neither is true, yet the drug world was all he knew. The only career he mapped out for himself was growing cannabis - "a trade to fall back on."

There was much about his early upbringing that Little describes as essentially "normal, working-class" - with the exception of the dope. Until Aaron was 9, Lorraine and Danni provided him with a happy, secure family life (apart from audibly arguing in the bathroom over who had had more than his or her share at shooting-up time).

Moving to Sydney in the early 1970s, the Cohens began ascending the hierarchy of drug-dealing. A big house in Paddington, pedigree dogs and a Jag car bore witness to the quality of their clients - not low-life junkies but professionals and "people of quality."

It was only after Danni went clean in 1976 and left the family that things started falling apart for Lorraine, and she entered a cycle of violent relationships and prostitution, her standard of client falling all the while.

Two factors predominated in Aaron's childhood - apart, that is, from drugs. One was his close relationship with Lorraine, whose "maternal instincts were not weakened by her lifestyle," the other was his antipathy to getting educated. He always hated and avoided school, to the extent that in March 1994, when he was required to supply a document in his own writing itemising the things he wanted from his father's estate (Danni had re-succumbed to heroin while visiting Lorraine and Aaron in Malaysia and died addicted and impoverished in a Bangkok hospital), Aaron was unable to write the list without the help of a British diplomat.

In the years before they split up, Danni and Lorraine worked hard to provide as straight a family environment as their habits allowed and personalities could tolerate, Little writes.

"Lorraine was fastidiously clean, a trait her son has inherited, and their house was famously immaculate, in sharp contrast to the popular image of the seedy junkies' den ... Many addicts and dealers let money slip through their hands like water. Lorraine, by contrast, always ensured there was enough for good clothes and the mortgage. And though it might not have landed at regular meal times, there was always food on the table for the boys, whether she and Danni felt like eating or not."

While a novelist might make something out of the almost maniacal attention to tidiness and cleanliness exhibited by Lorraine and Aaron in their domestic surroundings, even in prison, in contrast to the chaos of their lives and chosen lifestyle, Little does not. His is generally the voice of the objective recorder, only rarely the outsider/commentator.

It is said in drug-rehab circles that emotional and psychological development cease when one becomes a heroin addict. Such is the nature of this "ultimate" drug that it becomes the sole focus of the addict's life. "This is the final, deadly paradox of heroin: in the process of stopping pain it stops feeling, acting, thinking, caring and everything else that makes a human a human," writes Little.

If the arrested-development theory is correct, then by the time Aaron ceased taking heroin on his return to New Zealand, aged nearly 30, this boy in a man's body had some catching up to do.

Not only that, but the years in prison had added to his difficulties in adjusting to the quotidian world. Lorraine put it in a nutshell when she wrote a letter to the Malaysian Pardons Board in 1994: "Aaron, who was still only a boy when he was arrested, hasn't had a chance to face any of life's challenges and grow with them, so though he is 27 he is still only a teenager mentally. When he is finally released I am sure he will find it a lot harder than me adjusting to living in the outside world. In prison your days are an unchanging routine and you don't even have to think for yourself so readjusting to society when freedom from confinement is granted takes many months and sometimes years to accomplish."

In fact, as Little is eager to show, Aaron's years in prison, when he was separated for most of the time from his mother, taught him much about thinking for himself. Ironically, it was his never-ending quest to find, conceal and smoke heroin (he never injected, which probably saved his life) that motivated him, added shape and meaning to his interminable days in the tough, rat and cockroach-infested jail, and forced him to stand on his own unsteady feet.

Lorraine - "the drug addict whose capacity was little short of freakish" - cleaned up in Penang. Aaron became "the addict from hell." There were times during those years when he couldn't access the drug - usually because he was in solitary confinement, or at rare times of official clampdown - and had to go cold turkey. But always, soon, he would be back on it, his life revolving around the matter of supply. It's a grim, desperate tale, and it's no surprise to learn that he was extremely anxious, on his release, about his ability to service his habit back in New Zealand.

Luckily for Aaron, authorities here favoured him, allowing him to jump the queue and join the methadone programme. Comments Little: "He didn't give up heroin. He took up methadone."

Today he is still successfully on the programme.

With his lifelong love of heavy-metal music - one of his few confident topics of conversation, along with drugs and prison - his long hair, his tattoos (with which he lovingly covered himself once back in New Zealand, being far too sensible to risk those prison needles), his beloved American pitbull Storm, Aaron has settled happily in Auckland's western suburbs. He lives alone now, on a benefit, having at last successfully made the transition from being part of "Lorraine and Aaron" to being just Aaron, happily independent.

Little leaves us in no doubt as to the magnitude in Aaron's life of this achievement; only those that have been where Aaron has been are in a position to judge. After a lifetime of drugs and addiction, such peace seems enough for now.

Who Is This Jobbing Actress Who Fouls Our TV Screens...!!! Lorraineandaaron

Who Is This Jobbing Actress Who Fouls Our TV Screens...!!! Lorraineandaaron

Billy Ruben Sun Jan 15, 2012 11:06 pm

I was so afraid of them,I used to shit my pants as a 8 year old.Lorraine is Reptilian,I don't care what you guys believe,but I know her.

Aaron used to snort two three inch lines of Cocaine,put on a Boogey Mans mask,with a machete and chase me to Rose Bay and beat the shit out of me.He was 15.Used to shoot birds with his slug guns in the backyard.

If he was'nt so pathetic and weak,I'd kick the fuck out of him for revenge.But someone has already cleaned his jaw line up as I can see.And has a resigned look of doom about himself.So I don't care.I took a bribe,a skate-board,$50 and some toys to buy my silence.Or I'd tell Uncle Rick,mums brother.Not even my father fucked with Rick,since,when they met,he chased Dad down the street firing a pump action shotgun at him.

Did'nt teach him though to keep his hands off mum...but they're all fucked up now...every single one of them.

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