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The beers before we drank them. Contents
include 1 six-pack of James Boags (Bogs) and 2 six-packs of
VB. Hatch and I didn't drink all of them unfortunately, however
we did have a prtty good go. |
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Rathbone shows us his caring, sensitive
side. |
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Mousegirl has that look in her eyes. |
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Mousegirl dons her ever-popular Seseme
Street silky slip thing. "Ohhh.. You're THAT girl..." |
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Me sinking a cold one. Yes... I know
its a crappy stubbie-holder, but it came with the Esky. |
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Still early on in the night, Stone Cold
Malty shows us his homemade Sambuca... which wasn't too bad,
actually. |
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HLD shows us that trademark smile. |
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Dreddy looks moody and enigmatic, while
simultaneously plots my grizzly death for putting pics of
him on the web. |
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Can you believe that this was the third
try at taking a picture of Jules... |
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... and this is her ankle after she had
a little mishap.
Oooh... looks painful. |
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"Hey, Mickey!" Bendi still
looks good, even wearing a ridiculous Mickey Mouse Happy Meal
glove. |
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Oh no!! Not more controversy!! |
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I wanted to get a picture of Hatch with
a beer and a sausage. This is what we came up with. |
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Mid-rifs aplenty! Mousegirl, Duck and
Rathbone strut their funky stuff. |
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Vandal is the one... |
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This really seemed to be the night of
embarassing photos of Duck. Here we can see Ducks underdurps
(the green bit) being ripped squarely up his crack. Can't
remember who exactly was doing the wedging, but it'll come
to me... |
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Here's someone whos name escapes me at
this time. If this is you, of if you know who it is, please
let me know... |
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Me and Hatch... about halfway through
the night at this stage. |
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Mmm... Beer is good... Oh so good...
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Wow! Vandal really is the one! What a
supreme exhibition of martial arts greatness. |
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Cher he ain't... But he certainly does
look like a duck up there... |
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Zen bids us farewell for the evening
as she departs for her own cumfy bed. |
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Vandal and Mousegirl sing the Time Warp. |
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Malty DOES the Time Warp. Hee! |
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Strych, Hatch and Frogg huddle in for
a group shot. |
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We ARE the Backstreet Boys... Well maybe
not... but I wouldn't mind their money. |
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Beer and fire... a deadly combination?
Probably, but not tonite thankfully, although there were a
few close calls. :o) |
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Hatch and Anj. |
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"BRRWWWAAAHHH!!" |
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Hatch and Frogg getting cumfy by the
fire. |
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This picture is currently my desktop
wallpaper. This is what the inside of a beer bottle looks
like... Cool eh? |
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Hannibal and Les Norton (I think... again...
let me know if I get the names wrong...) dance the can-can. |
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On going for a little walk around the
grounds, I almost walk into a large spider web (complete with
large spider). I should become a nature photographer with
this sort of
talent. |
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Here's the photo that finally made it
through the strict guidelines for taking a picture of Witch. |
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1959 looks like he's about to kick someone's
ass but I doubt that he'd do something like that. |
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Sparksy shows the world how to live in
peace and harmony. |
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Everyone moshes on to Kitty*'s great
singing. |
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Dreddy introduces his special friend.
Dear Dreddy. Please
don't hack my web server. |
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After fianlly managing to get in a couple
of hours sleep, Ivanshi (who's back of the head can be seen
here) and Strych burst into the room singing the theme to
Prisoner, dancing around on the beds, spilling their drinks
everywhere and generally exhibiting ban-worthy behavior. Thanks
guys... Ha ha ha! |
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Ivanshi finally points out a "shiny
metal pedestal fan" (what the ...?)
before FINALLY leaving the room. |
Well after that, Hatch and I decided to go back
to our respective homes and catch up on a bit of sleep. After
dropping Hatch home, I felt like returning to see what was going
on. I really wasnt that sleepy, however I let my common sence
get the better of me, and returned home for a snooze. Unfortunately
I missed out on such wackiness as Ducks morning streak among
others. So there you have it. A great night was had by most,
and I'm looking ofrward to the next one.
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