Highlights and lowlights. Incredible.
Everyone that I thought would come around, did come around. The day started at 6:30am as previously mentioned and went on until pretty near midnight last night. I think.
A crying shame about South Africa losing to Argentina in the IRB World Cup 7s. Damn shame! But the Sharks made a splendid effort beating the Blues by the exact 4 points that I predicted in SuperBru and also getting their required 4 tries for the bonus point. My points shot up again. I’m on a roll.
Breakfast was a feast fit for kings! Even if I do say so myself. The braai later turned into an epic fish saga with a bonfire that was far too hot to cook on until 5 or 6pm. No drama. Made for more drinking time. By the time we ate it was very late, we were all very drunk and I think we solved the same world’s problems 3 or 4 times over. I just don’t remember what the solutions were. Next time we should write the shit down. Once most people had left it was just LNELL and I left and we continued drinking ridiculous amounts of Spiced Gold rum. So good it was in fact that we braved ourselves up enough to bullet proof status and decided to test the strength of the electric fence around my house, with our bare hands. Not our wisest moments. Sweet Jesus! Hurts like a MoFo! No shit!
This morning it took me nearly 3 hours to clean the shit up. Fly and ant ridden fish bones and dried up sticky fish skin, guts and scales is not the best mess to have to clean up with a severe hangover and on the brink of puking. I found thorns in my feet and cuts on my hands. UDIs (Unidentified Drinking Injuries). Damn it was a good day! Thanks to everyone for making it such a great one!
I’m never drinking again.
Spoonz
March 9, 2009 at 9:56 am
“Never drinking again”??????? (Until the next time)
HooX
March 9, 2009 at 10:12 am
Spoonz – Ok, but just one! 8)
Marcel
March 9, 2009 at 10:58 am
I seem to recall numerous times where you swore blind that you would never drink again- Worst ever was probably at the Forty Thieves pub at Diani Beach in Kenya drinking Red Bulls and Treble Vodca’s at $10 a pop -starting at 10am-finishing whenever. I recall certain people suffering near death experiences with close to alchohol poisoning on the final morning- after three solid days of it-and the 10 hour drive home was not very pleasant- to say the least—yet we still do it to ourselves- when will we ever learn….. lol
HooX
March 9, 2009 at 1:05 pm
Marcel – Hahahahha. God I remember that well. What a weekend. What a stunning place. I distinctly remember running around drinking V & RB and trying to get into that chick’s knickers! What was her name? Julie the monkey girl? Hahahaha. I also recall not being the worst of the lot. I’d go back there tomorrow given half the chance.