Why I love living in the Hutt!

[Str8 Jacket]

:banana: $1 bottles of beer!!!! :banana:

Went to Countdown to buy beer (as you do)..... When I spot a basket full of siingle bottles of Tui and Speights for only $1. Filled the back pack up with $20 of the buggars AND cause there are no hills in the Hutt where I live it was easy as f*ck to get them home on the A! :niceone:

[jrandom]

... yes, you obviously fit in well.

[Str8 Jacket]

... yes, you obviously fit in well.

aha, I spent the first 18 years of my life living in Ohakune and Rotorua respectively so its really like being back at home :p

[Stickchick]

Ohhh to be living back in the Hutt!!!!

[Bullitt]

When I used to work at countdown we used to sell single bottles/cans for 50cents...I struggle to pay much more than $1 a bottle when they still come in cardboard.

[Trudes]

Check the expiry date doll, off beer can make you sick (Well that was my excuse!!)

[Str8 Jacket]

Check the expiry date doll, off beer can make you sick (Well that was my excuse!!)

Woot! All good.... Aug 08! :wari:

[Trudes]

Sweet!! Drink up and enjoy!:niceone:

[Colapop]

W00T!! Hutt Ho's... 2 beers they're yours... a 6 pack and they're everybody's!! Gotta love Velveteen and white vinyl boots!

[SPman]

Check the expiry date doll, off beer can make you sick (Well that was my excuse!!) Only if he drank all 20 at once!

[Str8 Jacket]

Only if he drank all 20 at once!

I think am a she... I *think*

[Colapop]

Don't think - you'll hurt yourself... again...

[riffer]

W00T!! Hutt Ho's... 2 beers they're yours... a 6 pack and they're everybody's!! Gotta love Velveteen and white vinyl boots!

Black velveteen, Simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine

Black velveteen, Supple and lean
The 21st century dream

Ready to please, Free from disease
She's waiting on her knees

It's not a sin, Titanium skin
Just take her for a spin

Black velveteen, Simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine

Black velveteen, Supple and lean
The 21st century dream

Nice piece of kit, Electronic clit
Just sit down for a fit

Ready to trip, A guarantee hit
She's all you ever wished

Black velveteen don't give a damn she'll do dishes
Black velveteen knows all the night spots in France
Black velveteen's cunt smells like strawberry kittens
Black velveteen always is ready to dance
She's ready to

Black velveteen, Simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine

Black velveteen, Supple and lean
The 21st century dream

Black velveteen don't give a damn she'll do dishes
Black velveteen knows all the night spots in France
Black velveteen's cunt smells like strawberry kittens
Black velveteen always is ready to dance
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh yes she's ready to

Black velveteen don't give a damn she'll do dishes
Black velveteen knows all the night spots in France
Black velveteen's cunt smells like strawberry kittens
Oh Yeah
Black velveteen always is ready to dance
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
Oh yes she's ready to

Black velveteen, Simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine

Black velveteen, Supple and lean
The 21st century dream

Black velveteen, Simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine

Black velveteen, Supple and lean
The 21st century dream

aaaaahhh - Lenny Kravitz must have lived in the Hutt some time... or the Paris girls are bogans at heart.

I love the Hutt Valley. :hug:

[RantyDave]

aha, I spent the first 18 years of my life living in Ohakune and Rotorua
Oh, you're from Ohakune. Explains it all then, eh :)

Dave

[Mom]

:banana: $1 bottles of beer!!!! :banana:

Went to Countdown to buy beer (as you do)..... When I spot a basket full of siingle bottles of Tui and Speights for only $1. Filled the back pack up with $20 of the buggars AND cause there are no hills in the Hutt where I live it was easy as f*ck to get them home on the A! :niceone:

Who's Thomas?

Beer makes me silly as...give me wine any time!

[Str8 Jacket]

Who's Thomas?

Beer makes me silly as...give me wine any time!

Thomas is my Bitch.... Long story... He likes to abuse me via red rep, I think he is in love with me!

Beer makes me happy, wine makes me sick! :)

[oldrider]

Hutt Vally was a (very) happy playground for me in the 1950's, so nothins changed huh! :devil2:

Cept that the beers got dearer. :whistle: John.

[James Deuce]

Your cottage is still there mate. They're re-routing the Percy stream around it and under the motorway at the moment.

[Kittyhawk]

THE BEER PRAYER

OUR LAGER, WHICH ART IN BARRELS,
HALLOWED BY THY FAME.
THY WILL BE DRUNK, I WILL BE DRUNK,
AT HOME, AS IT IS IN HEAVEN.
GIVE US THIS DAY OUR FOAMY HEAD,
AND FORGIVE OUR SPILLAGE,
AS WE FORGIVE THOSE WHO SPILL AGAINST US.
AND LEAD US NOT TO INCARCERATION,
BUT DELIVER US FROM HANGOVERS.
FOR THINE IS THE ALE, THE PILSNER, AND THE LAGER,
FOREVER AND EVER.
- AMEN -
BEER TROUBLESHOOTING

<HR align=left width="75%" color=#999999 noShade SIZE=1>SYMPTOM: Beer unusually pale and tasteless.
FAULT: Glass empty.
ACTION: Get someone to buy you another beer.

SYMPTOM: Feet cold and wet.
FAULT: Glass being held at incorrect angle.
ACTION: Rotate glass so that open end points toward ceiling.

SYMPTOM: Feet warm and wet.
FAULT: Improper bladder control.
ACTION: Stand next to nearest dog, complain about house training.

SYMPTOM: Beer tasteless, front of your shirt is wet.
FAULT: Mouth not open, or glass applied to wrong part of face.
ACTION: Retire to restroom, practice in mirror.

SYMPTOM: Your singing sounds distorted.
FAULT: The beer is too weak.
ACTION: Have more beer until your voice improves.

SYMPTOM: Opposite wall covered with fluorescent lights.
FAULT: You have fallen over backward.
ACTION: Have yourself leashed to bar.

SYMPTOM: Mouth contains cigarette butts.
FAULT: You have fallen forward.
ACTION: See above.

SYMPTOM: Floor blurred.
FAULT: You are looking through bottom of empty glass.
ACTION: Get someone to buy you another beer.

SYMPTOM: Everyone looks up to you and smiles.
FAULT: You are dancing on the table.
ACTION: Fall on somebody cushy-looking.

SYMPTOM: Don't remember the words to the song.
FAULT: Beer is just right.
ACTION: Play air guitar.

SYMPTOM: Beer is crystal-clear.
FAULT: It's water. Somebody is trying to sober you up.
ACTION: Punch him.

SYMPTOM: Hands hurt, nose hurts, mind unusually clear.
FAULT: You have been in a fight.
ACTION: Apologize to everyone you see, just in case it was them.

SYMPTOM: Don't recognize anyone, don't recognize the room you're in.
FAULT: You've wandered into the wrong party.
ACTION: See if they have free beer.

SYMPTOM: Room seems unusually dark.
FAULT: Bar has closed.
ACTION: Confirm home address with bartender.

SYMPTOM: Floor moving.
FAULT: You are being carried out.
ACTION: Find out if you are being taken to another bar.

SYMPTOM: Taxi suddenly takes on colorful aspect and textures.
FAULT: Beer consumption has exceeded personal limitations.
ACTION: Cover mouth.

[oldrider]

Your cottage is still there mate. They're re-routing the Percy stream around it and under the motorway at the moment.

Ah yes, are Percy's gardens still there too? (on the other side of Hutt road)

The cottage was 111 Old Hutt Road.

We used to call it "Lord Nelson": (1 eye, 1 arm, 1 arsehole.)

No, I was not the arsehole. (lol) Well, then again, thinks quietly back! :doh: John.