It was after so many nerve wreckin' years away in the land of the kangaroos, I finally get the chance to spend my christmas with my fellow bandmates from school. As usual, we did it the, fill-your-stomach-till-you-are-contented way. Good ole barbie...
I decided to squeeze my petite time to overwhelming that my marinades of food to fill their little stomachs. Requested was no beef and no lamb, they're sticking to the good faith of their religion or whatsoever, I concluded with only the chicken and the pig...I threw in the shrimps to make it less boring. The highlight of the night was understanding how are we gonna set that bloody pitt in little-est kitchen of mine. Decided that the utility room would fit the bill, though when we're starting to make some decent food outta the pathetic little pitt, smoke arise and it wasn't just a "who farted in the room" kinda situation, it was like the P.S.I. in the room was rocket high. We survived the smog and our stomachs were overpacked.
Card games are such fun witht he right people, I was amazingly hilarious and the laughing meter goes to insanity. Although in this special christmas eve was great, one of our dear friend had to work. Pity as it is, at least I'm not far away for christmas this year. Strangest thing, a friend brought her girlfriend along, went off, left their gifts for the gift exchange thingie we wanted, and just 'poof' never return. I'm wondering why....hmm... But still! It was an enjoyable christmas eve barbie, no doubt 'bout that, thanx a zillion guys...Happy Holidays to us the old school way...Yo Yo Yo
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