A video for girls who wear active wear, to do not-active things.

Hey… [Lorne].
Oh hey…
How are you?
That’s good.
You off to the gym?
No, no, no, I’m just going shopping in my ACTIVEWEAR.

Buying groceries in my ACTIVEWEAR
Having coffee with my friends in my ACTIVEWEAR
Going to the movies in my ACTIVEWEAR
Get a manicure in my ACTIVEWEAR
Showing off my baby in my ACTIVEWEAR
I drink Coke-Zero in my ACTIVEWEAR
Waiting for the bus in my ACTIVEWEAR

push yourself
Do Something

Being hungover in my ACTIVEWEAR
Never exercising in my ACTIVEWEAR
ACTIVEWEAR (yes you can)
Smoking on the street in my ACTIVEWEAR
Doing literally nothing in my ACTIVEWEAR

it’s all about you

Kill me now.


The Lumineers “Ho Hey” parody by Fitzy and Wippa “Push Breathe”

Been a while since I posted a Fitzy and Wippa parody.  But this one, stands alone as one of the best ones yet.  Farrrrr out.  ❤


I’ve been juggling a pregnant wife
She’s been leading a stressful life
Pledged to help her when we wed
It’s pretty hard from the spare bed
Sleeping with the dog again

Now we add to the family
I think of mates that I don’t see
All her questions are booby-trapped
Like ‘Do you think that I look fat?’

Morning sickness due, cramping in her knees and those stretch marks
“Don’t you touch the booze, no cold meats for me, rub my feet”

I’ve drained all our life savings
On a list of weird cravings
Banging my head on the wall
Stuck in a class of pre-natal
And now she’s emotional
Why the hell did we conceive?

Swollen ankles blue, sweating in the heat and a hairy guts
Go and get her food but don’t buy softer cheese, like what the faaaaar out

And aaaah she’s contracting now
Oh noooo her waters broke
Cos ooooh we’re speeding now to the RPA

“It hurts because of you, don’t you dare touch me, pass the gas mask”
Babe you’ve got to push, honey just breathe, here it comes




Macklemore – Wings parody about crap shoes by Fitzy and Wippa.

Fitzy and Wippa go back into their childhood and remember their crap shoes for this parody of Macklemore’s “Wings”

I was seven years old when I got my first pair
And I stepped outside and I was like, Mum, these KT-26ers right here
They’re gonna make me a target.
I hit the footy field and when I kicked, I kicked, I swear they were so sh**/not very good
I completely slipped, Mom I got dacked, this is the worst day of my life
Dunlop Volleys were next
That simplicity, that grip
The box, the smell, the $8 bucks that Mum spent
In school I’m playing the fool
‘Cause I’m wearing sunglasses at night
‘Cause these basic shoes I’m wearing are fluorescent white
At lunch I wasn’t the best, on the grass I couldn’t maneuver
But give me these shoes when I finish school and I could become a roofer
I need some new shoes, I’m livin’ in hope
And then my friend Gary’s brother got rolled for his Adidas Tennis Champs, whoa

Stop complaining mate and say hello to the local freak show
I was wearing Trax with an X, no laces heaps of velcro
Dead legs, chinese burns, kropeks and camel bights
My injuries became more prolific when my old man went out and bought me a pair British Knights
I wanted to be hip
I want a pair of Nikes, I want to touch the rim
Probably never a chance, with the shape that I was in
I was pretty fat.
Australia, it begins

I want to cry
‘Cause we can’t afford expensive brands
These are just as bad as my two stripe parachute pants
And I wonder why
I wonder why
I get knocked to the ground
And everyone agrees
That Mum brought these off the Balinese
And she bargained them down

We want what we can’t have, it’s the poorer kids motto
I wanted Adidas footy boots but Dad decided Lotto
I remember Pat Cash and in tennis his winning aura
But do you think he won Wimbledon in a pair of Diadoras?
My boobs became acclimatized to constant nipple cripples
That’s because I’m playing 4 square in a pair of black ripples
I wasn’t asking for the best because I knew all the risks
Just a second hand pair of Reebok Pumps or even Puma Disks
Look at what I just got, a dirty pair of Adidas Romes
They’ll go well on my yacht and or even in my French Chateau
Decided to take up b-ball, time to show them on the court
But how am I to dunk it, rocking in these Aerosports
We are what we wear, we wear what we are
But see I look inside the mirror and I look like a Nissan Pulsar
Will I stand for change, or stay in my box
These shoes help me define me, and we are classified pov

The Chainsmokers – #SELFIE Parody The Midnight Beast


Happy Saturday! Yes, I’m back after a bit of an absence on wordpress.  Things got really hectic as far as work and my writing time was limited sadly.  But you can’t keep a good girl down…or can you?  I have got some more of my collaborations to be posted up today, as well as some funny pics and of course I found this parody last night and thought I just had to share.  Enjoy your day/night!


“Skinny Love” parody – “Skinny Wip” by Fitzy and Wippa.


This was recorded in October 2012 but is just going up on YouTube. After recording ‘Cookie Jars’ with Lupe Fiasco and Guy Sebastian, Fitzy decided the next song needed to be more encouraging. So he wrote this one…Enjoy.  🙂


Come on Skinny Wip we want you here
Not the bloke who orders chips and beer
Bye bye bye, bye bye bye say goodbye
To the man who Sizzler restaurant owners fear

You want it bad, well I want it more
I see empty cans of Coke and not apple cores
Why why why, why why why please tell me why
Am I knocking at my local kebab owner’s door

We told you to eat cabbage, you were told to cut out wine
After lunch stay off the carbs and go walk a steep incline


For energy have Nutella cos it’s the same as Vegemite
I’ll eat corn but slap on butter and wash it down with Sprite

Come on Skinny Wip what happened here?
Stop adding to your chins and use your ears
Try try try, try try try please big man, try
Don’t go home with your cake on your wedding night

I told you just to back off, I’ve got a pretty busy life
I’ve never seen a kitchen, that’s for my future wife
I’ll have a run tomorrow arvo, I may even look at my bike
I’ll shed off those kilos, how much is lap band surgery by the way

Come on Skinny WIp we know you’re here

“Dacking” – : Fitzy and Wippa’s take on Pharrell William’s “Happy”


Dacking – Aussie slang for pulling down your mate’s pants.

Enough said…..just watch the clip.


In the last 5 weeks we have played a game
Where your private parts could be on display
When theres prime opportune to inflict some pain
Over there, without a care, and its time to shame

Because I’m dacking…
Come along and watch me pull his jeans down to his shoes
Because I’m dacking…
Clap along if I accidentally grab his undies too
Because I’m dacking…
Clap along if I dack him waiting in a que
Because I’m dacking
Clap along if you chuckle at someone partially nude

Here comes my hands and down come his pants
You try to live to live your life, but you just cant relax
You think, tightening your belt, will be just fine
No offense to you, don’t waste your time, here’s why…

Because I’m dacking…
Come along and watch the velocity of his shorts travel to his shoes
Because I’m dacking…
Clap along if the peanut wears his pants real loose
Because I’m dacking…
Clap along if you’ll laugh if I dack him in his suit
Because I’m dacking
Clap along if your keen to witness a full moon

Bring them down… Your running shorts…
Bring them down… your jeans are too high…
Bring me down… ya trackie pants…
Bring me down, at the photocopier
Bring me down…When you order your lunch
Bring me down… your aggots say hi…
Bring me down… can’t nothing…
Bring me down, I said…

Bring me down… can’t nothing…
Bring me down… your love is too high…
Bring me down… can’t nothing…
Bring me down, I said (let me tell you now)

“I don’t care, I’m Aussie” – Fitzy and Wippa’s parody of Icona Pop’s “I love it”

It’s the Australia day long weekend starting tomorrow, and so to celebrate here is another parody by Fitzy and Wippa of Nova FM.  For those that tour my blog, you might be familiar with some of their other great parodies.  This one has a bit of extra Aussie flavor and the big coat hanger in the background.  (That’s the Harbor Bridge…  

I’ll trash the government but then I’ll forget to go and vote
I’ll say “good burley” when my mate is spewing off a boat
Hire a suit and have Khe Sahn as my wedding waltz
There’s cold pizza in my fridge

I don’t care, I’m Aussie! I don’t care

I’ll wave to Aussies as if I know them when I’m in Phuket
Bury my money declare I’m bankrupt just to avoid my debt
I’ll say that’s Warney’s changed since he has proposed to Liz
I hope someone tweets him this

I don’t care, I’m Aussie! I don’t care

Tattoos of our postcodes, in school we make ashtrays
We mosh at a concert, rack up our phones prepaid
We always lose our keys, 5 blokes to dig a ditch
Mow our lawns really short, so there’s a cricket pitch

I’m Aussie! I’m Aussie!

I’ll rack up fly buys for a family trip to Broken Hill
Waste just as much on Powerball just to win the mill
I’ll order waygu steak but cover it in tomato sauce
I miss Video Hits

I don’t care!

I’ll smoke durrys but then I’ll tell my kids they’re not to swear
I’ll get my boobs enhanced and try and claim it on Medicare
I’ll carry slabs of beer on my shoulder with my top off
It is my right to have a whinge

I don’t care!

We think we own the road, Mars Bars and Milky Ways
We’re all wine connoisseurs, we all love Andrew Gaze
We cant remember last night, and that girl you kissed
We love our in-laws, but we can’t co-exist

I don’t care, I’m Aussie
I don’t care, I’m Aussie, I’m Aussie
I don’t care, I’m Aussie
I don’t care, I’m Aussie, I’m Aussie