Wednesday night

"You guys haven’t updated that thing in ages, this is fucked!" Yes, sorry to all those crazed fans out there (Lance), but we’ve been lazier than Jackson Brown on a Sunday afternoon. Last Wednesday was Dicko’s 20th so we all headed up to Wollongong for a night out on the shoestring. After some rigorous ping pong in Dickson’s attic, we made our way to Master Builders where the illegalities began. After a few Sara Burns write-offs on Russ from the usual suspects, we decided on a few casual games of pool. All was sweet until the human Dick missed a crucial shot in the pocket and decided to snap the pool cue over his knee. We fled the scene and headed for town… the perfect crime.

After caving in the bonnets of a few cars and hurling abuse at evening joggers, we finally arrived at glassy where there was CHICKKKKS (premiere 17th October) everywhere! Even the elusive Georgina and Casey Fisher made the trek up from Vini (much to the delight of Ad) and joined in on the action. After some constructive criticism (mostly from Lance), Ad made some adjustments to his dancing routine… but unfortunately it didn’t pay off leading to his customary quote “there’s just no point, there’s no chicks!”

After some inaudible phone calls from Dick and a text message reading “Gueh home fuk” I realized that the others had pulled the pin on ‘operation hookup’. Following some trash talk outside Coonies I was swiftly abducted by two females. A quick glance at the number plate “SEA-YA” reassured me that it was Kiz and Mealz. We refueled with some amber liquid and hit the castors dfloor. Kiz hooked in nice, until the unidentified man removed his shirt in a strip-type manner. All that was needed was a brief “SEEYA” from Kiz and the bloke got the message.

All in all it was a sick night with not too many neg-outs. Stayed tuned for the photos!

Russ.