It's been a while since, and my picserver was playing up for a while, but I'm now finally able to post some pics on Ant's party/gathering. I arrived at Ryan's around 6 o'clock. Nearly breaking my neck over lady "wombat", I entered the kitchen. There were Ryan and Nick eating away at their minestrone soup. I was offered some too, but politely declined. Ryan's mum asked again "Are you sure, there's heap". I was repeatedly harassed to eat soup, and I was about to break down and cry and yell "Ok, ok I will eat your soup, just leaaave me alooone.. waaa". Luckily the pestering stopped. Instead I watched the boys eat their soup and we went down to the beloved games room. Containing many weight, gym equipment and one full bar fridge. We sat around listened to music, drank beer. I brought some from home, but my dad and his lack of knowledge of proper beer left me with 3 coopers pale ale, BYES!. Ryan and Nick persistently taunted me with their arsenal of Toohey's Extra Dry and Beck's. I suffered. I was hoping to obtain at least one Toohey's so I had something respectable to drink as well. Eventually this did happen, and I was much happier. Beck came along as well. And while Ryan and Beck went up to the house, Nick and I went to perfectly arrange all the beers in the bar fridge. Much inspired by the "hey we were watching that" West-End ad, we came up with a brilliant set up of at least 20 Toohey's and a few Beck's. Boy did it look good. It's a shame I didn't photographise the sight. I admitt, I just made up the word photographise. This I did photographise.


Ryan with "Blue Steel", and what would a superb male model look be worth without a woman (Beck) to admire it

Yes good photographisation there. The night progressed, and our initial plans to walk down to Ant's changed as Ryan's kindly offered to drive us there. I was granted a Beck's and Nick and Ryan both with a backpack stacked full with Toohey's, we set off. At Ant's we were welcomed inside by the man himself and we made our way around the back/side where it all happened. What happened? ...Just listen! I cbf writing up the entire thing, so ill just keep it short, of course accompanied by many a happy snaps.


Ant, a very happy chap with his birthday ice-cream cake of which Ella ate about half.LOL


Another one of those well coordinated shots, aah you get those

Now here begins the story of a short man named Jeremy who was stalked and harassed (sexually) throughout the night. And boy do we have evidence to go along with it...


It all seems so innocent and friendly here, but wait!


Ella just doesn't know where to stop! Blatant rape!


Just a Strongbow won't do it for Ella, she needs BLOOD, arrrrrgh


Ryan, was able to save Jeremy and he took care of business, getting rid of Ella his way! PANTS DOWN


John showing off his ability to match the famous Split Jump as seen in Splinter Cell (comp game)


The original split jump, just so you know what the hell I'm on about.


Nick looks in pain, not sure what John is pointing at there


Why they wanted to have this photo taken I don't know, but as you can see it's nick and mon, having a shower together :O


First there was Jess at Tom's the ultimate photo hog, then there was Monique, trying very hard to be in all the shots. Not a bad effort. Would YOU like to be the next photo hog?

Yes, the night was very much appreciated. Toby ordered pizzas, but the fucksticks at Pizza Haven charged us full price for pizza halves, just because they put them in large boxes. Damn them. Poor Ant was kept occupied most of the night trying to get people outside, because of previous incidents. Yes I'm referring to the time when Charlie kicked a hole in Ant's wall. Not like I was there, but I was personally shown the hole and it is quite... the hole. Christine promised not to drink but we all knew she was just kidding herself. And yes, I didn't take long before she was paro again as always. LOL Overall a nice (chilly) night with my socialising and fun to be had.

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