Ann's 23rd

Browsed and surprised to see out of about 13 ppl who made it to the "final stage" of Ann's bday last night (of which about 9 (?) of us have blogs) only Ann seems to have posted about it all. No doubt she had most of the dirt to blog about though hehe reflux x 3!

Mm I won't ramble, but last night was pretty cool, first time in a while there was alcohol and the humourous s**t-talking. The verbal jousting (different kind for you durrrdy ppl out there) was coming thick and fast (not even gonna bother) with Frank being the usual target, attacks being made on his credibility and entertaining stories about his alter-ego philandering and narcotic-dealing activities. It was great! Haha...

Another highlight for me was the reminiscing (I think it's a Chops thing) about the days of yore when our perverted young minds (although creative I must say) came up with events such as the "Yob BBQ" which included "spatula branding" and other things misogynistic hahaha!

Then the concluding activity, of course, involved eating meat. And not just any meat - KFC Wicked Wings. A few of us took it upon ourselves to divulge and bought 50 (yes 50, not 15 as the young cashier initially thought, I mean, 50? That's preposterous!) pieces of the crispy, oily goodness. Admittedly, I myself wasn't up to the challenge and only had five but to the guys who went hard with the 50 pack, kudos to you! A special mention must be made to Bex who had more WWs than the boys, although it could've been because it was her first time (shock, horror!) and if I could describe experiencing the chickeny love for the virginal time it would be both divine yet...devilishly tasty. Mmm...