I don't like parties. A party is invariably organised by a woman or a gay guy. They want you to dress up, bring some food or drink that you are not supposed to eat/drink yourself, wipe your feet, sit in uncomfortable chairs in a living room while trying not to drop tomato sauce (not ketchup) on the furnishings. No. Bugger that. I prefer to just go around to a mate's place, park my crate at the back door and stand there enjoying my beer. You don't have to say anything and you can have a good old fart, a scratch or a smoke without anyone getting all nancy about it.
No. I don't like parties.
At last a fair dinkum blokes blog!
ReplyDeleteHope you'll be keeping us up on the latest goss from the Pub and best bets for Saturday.
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ReplyDeleteyou're not an Aussie are you?
You Koala-fondlers keep trying to take over our Kiwi institutions. Stay away from the precious Richard (of RBB).
He's ours.
Yarr he does sound like a digger. Probably means noth-think.
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