What The F*%k Happened Last Night?
Been there? It happened to us over the weekend. Snippets of information have painted a picture similar to watching a CSI forensic examination get pieced together and the perp arrested after they initially go for the wrong guy, in less than an hour (allowing for ads), thus proving Government departments can be efficient.
Another WIRB weekend according to, um, us….
Beers were crushed. Any rumours of monkeys is just that. Crush is McBirds new word or the new ‘McWord’ of the day.
Bill Jobs has the worst injury ever. He had started talking about his comeback on Saturday night before being diagnosed professionally – he had already diagnosed himself and had an expected ETA for said comeback.
Ian Leota is now in negotiations to headline as Rob Schneider in a Bollywood guise.
Verbal Kent & Trash started working on their marketing plans.
Sleazy/flirtatious behaviour ensued. Typically it was the girls. Habits can be hard to break, especially when drinking. Parky is the man.
Old Man Woodsy kicked people out of Marist upon Velodrome after the place exploded into broom fights. The MSP Sacred Broom (MSPSB) was a casualty. The Pope no longer has a staff and leaves have overtaken the back door already.
Meanwhile, a Dove may have died but the number 3 bus did drive past a passenger waiting at the Hataitai bus stop.

This is a beer-brushed image of Saturday @ El Horno. Removing the filters revealed something completly different.
Love was kind of in the air, in the form of Trash, but thanks to him, so was spew upon arriving in the city. Whilst telling of his love of a soon to be Bride-Groom (in a very metro, but masculine way) he then threatened his new flame with the ultimatum of if said Bride-Groom did not like her, he no longer would either! Lagerfield is an emotional place.
Said Bride-Groom thought that was awesome. Filled with thoughts of giving the thumbs down for a giggle, an associate touched her bo0b and she chucked him the mean overhand right from Riddick!… she seems decent though. The post incident review was noted as a casulty of the Phantom Groper game. Not the first, certainly not the last.
Meet Alti, the blond Brit. She is a hairdresser that used to work with mandates and loves Freddy M (more than any Beatles obsession I am aware of). She has a fan. She and her fan were dance-wild in El Horno. The fan was like a Deer (Moose for you) in headlights… sort of more like a fridge with a deer head and the face of the fan on it, stranded in the middle of the road… Picture man-beer-pig type scenario.
Photographic analysis of the weekends events are varied. Debate on circulation continues.
Also, John Key has threatened to taser Richie McCaw if we don’t win the Rugby World Cup (you hear that Herbert? You are still second fiddle), some guy literally got bored to death in latest Twilight movie and was found dead by a cleaner in Reading cinema (23 y/old), another dude mysteriouslyfound dead in an alley way on Sunday morning and 2 gentlemen of Pacific Island/Maori persuasion (according to the old white lady on call for Neighbourhood Watch) laughed at a man as he lay dying in Newtown after he crashed his motorbike.
That is my weekend wrap. Normally I prefer chicken ones but this will do.
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about 1 year ago
Beer brushing is awesome! haha
about 1 year ago
‘beer brushing’ coined.