Doing It For The People, Doing It For Facebook

Some Other Guy, Paul, Vicky and Claus Strike A Pose. For Facebook.

Thursday has always been my favourite day of the week - after Friday, Saturday and Tuesday. And Wednesday. It normally involves a fun evening of Scrabble, a glass of fine Scotch, and a roaring fire, which if we’re lucky would occur in the general direction of the fireplace. With this in mind, I entered the HQ, after yet another trailblazing day of kicking ass and taking names. I was greeted by The Girlfriend and Kim, who quickly informed me that Scrabble would be off the menu that evening.

In a whirlwind sequence of string pasta, spicy chicken and the good lad Jameson, we soon found ourselves at Asoka, where we were joined by Some Other Guy, Vicky, Claus and Paul. It also represented the perfect opportunity to earn my “Little Photographer” badge at Boy Scouts, and I justifiably grabbed the chance with both hands, as everyone knows that that particular badge is helluva hard to come by.

That last bit wasn’t a typo by the way. I meant to say “that that”. Read it again. It will make sense.

So anyway…. sigh….Actually, if I’m totally honest with myself, I don’t really feel like writing anything else right now. I’m just going to put some photographs up, with brief descriptions with what has transpired.

Milling at the lounge at The HQ.

I had just found out that Scrabble was no longer on our regular Thursday night itinerary. I’m taking the photo, and I have a very sad face. Everyone else seems pretty chuffed though.

Dancing Queen

‘Cos I don’t feel like dancing, no sir, no dancing today. Some Other Guy and Kim didn’t feel like dancing, but they did anyway.

Thin Ice.

Some Other Guy got drunk and began making moves on The Girlfriend, forcing me to shoot him with my tranquilizer gun.

Cheers.

Getting the ball rolling again at Asoka. As you can see, at that stage of the evening Kim’s face was attached to Vicky’s. It’s a weird little party trick they do. Also notice how drowsy Some Other Guy looks. The horse tranquilizer was just starting to wear off.

Needing A Light.

With lighters and matches in short supply, Claus needed to make a plan. Some Other Guy would also later try, and succeeded only in having his nose hairs singed.

Night Night.

Kim and Claus decide to have a little lie down, so we decided to go through their pockets. Milling through Kim’s handbag, we found a tortoise as well as a little Malaysian kid, who ironically was busy making miniature handbags. Which we then took from him and sold so we could buy floor cleaner, which we were running low on.