brainsluice | weblog

As David notes, Friday night saw myself, hisself and Marcus chalk up a record tally of shoving nasty semi-warm canned Red Stripe down our respective gullets. All manner of tales are now unfolding over e-mail. I. Will. Never. Drink. Again. (Today). Oh, and happy belated birthday to Marcus too ... the one Swede who truly digs our turnips.
‹ 12.2.02 / 0 comment(s) ›

Comments

Feel free to leave a few words about this post. Pithy, on-point comments will earn you 100 frequent surfer miles and a place in the afterlife ...