Hey Sweet thing!
Well boys and girls thought i should do an actualy post, before i putmyself on either the occasional bloggers, or the dreaded loosers section....
So yeah
This weekend saw the wedding of Karla and Dave, which was quite a nice wedding, the cerermony was good, and i was dreading it was gunna be a really long, priase the lord wedding... which would of sucked giant Jesus.
So yeah ceremony was quite nice, then we had some time to kill,
Oh i forgot to mention, i gto from Franks / Lauries / Geralds / Nye's house to the church in 9 mins..
Whcih saw me alledgeldy hitting 120km/hr on webster rd, 60km's/hr over the speed limit... alledgedly...
Anyway heres a visual discription...
The squgly line was path the might metallica mobile took, on the first stage of the "Wedding Rally"
So yeah, i was quite impressed with my rally skills.
Thank you colin MaCrae Rally 2005....
So yeah wedding was good then the reception was at the bardon centre, but we had some time to kill so we went to the coffe club at aspely first..
One end of the table ordered beers, or 2 x beers in meakins case, the other end ordered hot chocolate and ice mocca coffes and other wanky fucking bull shit.
(one end was ros, meaky, figgie, and myself. The other end was lauren elston, smita, andy yip, david jackson, allison schuber...)
So yeah guess which end was drinking the beer.
Anyway off we coffed after that..
Oh With Action Jackson reversing into a car while trying to leave no less, AND NOT STOPING TO SEE IF THERE WAS ANY DAMMAGE.....
Fuck me....
Anyway meaking and yipster got lost...
no surprise..
Reception was nice, food was shit.
Table company was..... hmm.... well...
ok it was crap.
Meakin was with his good mates Sean Van dyke, Shane abrahams, and little marky hanson the jew, (read with so much sarcasm its salty....)
So yeah meaking was hating his life and proceeding to give marky so much shit about not being able to grow a beard, and abrahams was sitting there thinking about little boys, i assume.
Figgie got a good table with melik and yipster and some other schmucks, but they put away a truck load of booze, so they were roaring drunk and having a ball.
My table consisted of the afore mentioned people at the coffee club..
I contemplated killing my self..
Seriously...
my god
Fucking seriously....
Lord!
Anyway i had a good chat with paul winters, who is working as a software enginneer for IBM down the coast, and having a ball.
I dodged talking to Danni begg alnight, and laffed at jennings when dani caught the bocae (or how ever u spell it..)
Oh and i was disgusted that one of the groomsmen toasted the bride and groom with a glass of water, when he had a glass of champagne.
I mean if u dont want to drink, then thats your progative, i mean miller doesnt drink, but he still toasted with champagne, even had a sip, and good on him i say, but to toast with a glass of water.
fuk me
shit like that makes me angry, if anyone fucking toasts me or anyone at my wedding ill personaly throw u into the river!
But yeah it was a good night, and those 2 (karla and dave) are retarded for each other, so good one them i say!
Anyway figgie was fucking trashed (surprise there) and yelling all sorts of obnoxious shit as we were driving him to franga's keg....
then we rolled him out of the car after he was giving me terrible directions for about 20 mins...
WHY DID I LISTEN TO THE DRUNK MAN!!!!
WHY?????
Anyway got figgie out, drove off, got a call he left his wallet in the car, took it back...
droped meaky baby home,
Went to Jama's engagdetment party, it was nice, and a taste of whats to come in paris at the end of the year (fucking freeeeezing.....)
So yeah good night.
when we got home, ros got sick from the bizzare food they had at the wedding, seriosuly i had like a chicken danish... twas bizzare...
So yeah got to bed at 6am...
woke up at 9am when the sun invaded and annexed the bedroom,
Curse u america-sun!
anyway got a good nights sleep last night, the rest is broing.
Cheese out!
So yeah
This weekend saw the wedding of Karla and Dave, which was quite a nice wedding, the cerermony was good, and i was dreading it was gunna be a really long, priase the lord wedding... which would of sucked giant Jesus.
So yeah ceremony was quite nice, then we had some time to kill,
Oh i forgot to mention, i gto from Franks / Lauries / Geralds / Nye's house to the church in 9 mins..
Whcih saw me alledgeldy hitting 120km/hr on webster rd, 60km's/hr over the speed limit... alledgedly...
Anyway heres a visual discription...
The squgly line was path the might metallica mobile took, on the first stage of the "Wedding Rally"
So yeah, i was quite impressed with my rally skills.
Thank you colin MaCrae Rally 2005....
So yeah wedding was good then the reception was at the bardon centre, but we had some time to kill so we went to the coffe club at aspely first..
One end of the table ordered beers, or 2 x beers in meakins case, the other end ordered hot chocolate and ice mocca coffes and other wanky fucking bull shit.
(one end was ros, meaky, figgie, and myself. The other end was lauren elston, smita, andy yip, david jackson, allison schuber...)
So yeah guess which end was drinking the beer.
Anyway off we coffed after that..
Oh With Action Jackson reversing into a car while trying to leave no less, AND NOT STOPING TO SEE IF THERE WAS ANY DAMMAGE.....
Fuck me....
Anyway meaking and yipster got lost...
no surprise..
Reception was nice, food was shit.
Table company was..... hmm.... well...
ok it was crap.
Meakin was with his good mates Sean Van dyke, Shane abrahams, and little marky hanson the jew, (read with so much sarcasm its salty....)
So yeah meaking was hating his life and proceeding to give marky so much shit about not being able to grow a beard, and abrahams was sitting there thinking about little boys, i assume.
Figgie got a good table with melik and yipster and some other schmucks, but they put away a truck load of booze, so they were roaring drunk and having a ball.
My table consisted of the afore mentioned people at the coffee club..
I contemplated killing my self..
Seriously...
my god
Fucking seriously....
Lord!
Anyway i had a good chat with paul winters, who is working as a software enginneer for IBM down the coast, and having a ball.
I dodged talking to Danni begg alnight, and laffed at jennings when dani caught the bocae (or how ever u spell it..)
Oh and i was disgusted that one of the groomsmen toasted the bride and groom with a glass of water, when he had a glass of champagne.
I mean if u dont want to drink, then thats your progative, i mean miller doesnt drink, but he still toasted with champagne, even had a sip, and good on him i say, but to toast with a glass of water.
fuk me
shit like that makes me angry, if anyone fucking toasts me or anyone at my wedding ill personaly throw u into the river!
But yeah it was a good night, and those 2 (karla and dave) are retarded for each other, so good one them i say!
Anyway figgie was fucking trashed (surprise there) and yelling all sorts of obnoxious shit as we were driving him to franga's keg....
then we rolled him out of the car after he was giving me terrible directions for about 20 mins...
WHY DID I LISTEN TO THE DRUNK MAN!!!!
WHY?????
Anyway got figgie out, drove off, got a call he left his wallet in the car, took it back...
droped meaky baby home,
Went to Jama's engagdetment party, it was nice, and a taste of whats to come in paris at the end of the year (fucking freeeeezing.....)
So yeah good night.
when we got home, ros got sick from the bizzare food they had at the wedding, seriosuly i had like a chicken danish... twas bizzare...
So yeah got to bed at 6am...
woke up at 9am when the sun invaded and annexed the bedroom,
Curse u america-sun!
anyway got a good nights sleep last night, the rest is broing.
Cheese out!
5 Remarks:
I was indeed rip-roaring drunk. I definitely don't remember leaving my wallet in your car.
But, I got home, chirpy found me lying on the ground face first on the carpet in my room. I twisted my glasses when my face fell on them, now I'm getting new ones under insurance. (Didn't tell them THAT particular story happened though - I sat on them when they were in my jacket pocket.)
Oh yeah, and I was sick all day Sunday and most of Monday as well. Wine has a terrible poisoning effect on me - particularly when you drink 15 glasses of it as well as 2 of champers.
Ughhhhhhh. Good night though.
SO loving your map inclusion!
man... YOU DROVE IN A SQUARE!! did common sense not prevail and make you go "hmm.. i think i will drive in a straight line today!"
and you better believe you're moving me back to AT LEAST an occasional blogger.. none of this Never Blogs crap..
he followed the black line
makes sense!
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