Jay and Mr. Tony,
and Big Jim,
Mike pointed out that I had miss named the cat, it should of been Pretty Cat,
Diana and Riza,
all the girls having a cooking fest, but there was something different about Precil,
can you see the difference? yes, blue eyes, she has bought some of those fashion lenses that give your eyes a different colour,
the girls had some shrimps,
for us we had Diana's chicken casserole, Mr. Tony brought along spare ribs which the meat just fell from, Bug Jim brought garlic mushrooms and coleslaw, to go with Jay's vodka and to finish off Mike's delicious ice cream,
it looked and tasted delicious,
Bon Appétit from all of us,
and from the ladies too,
as usual the talk ranged from global warming to global thrmo nuclear war, not much of a choice really, and then the serious stuff, on with the jokes,
like the two guys dieing of hunger in the desert,
one suddenly yells
'look an egg and bacon tree!'
and rushes off into the distance,
a few hours later he comes back, he has been shot, knifed and has two arrows in him,
'what happened to you?' his friend asks,
'I was a fool, it wasn't a egg and bacon tree, it was a ham bush!'
ham bush - ambush, remind me not to tell that one when I am sober! we all enjoyed ourselves, but all to soon, it was time for bed after our guests had left.
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