Nah thats cool - I'm not a rugby head myself but, as I said my ride won't come if he can't watch the gameOriginally Posted by celticno6
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I can bring some garlic bread, some cold meat & salad - how does that sound?
Nah thats cool - I'm not a rugby head myself but, as I said my ride won't come if he can't watch the gameOriginally Posted by celticno6
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I can bring some garlic bread, some cold meat & salad - how does that sound?
My goal in life is to be as good a person as my dog already thinks I am.
Oh damn. Wat a shame. thats what I was gonna do.Originally Posted by Hooks
Ideas on what else we need to bring ? (food)
FINE. This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
I'm gonna bring some good ol' White Trash home cooking.
Couple'a Big Macs and large fries.
Done
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If anyone needs a ride () there PM me - I have room for another two or three from Petone or Lower Hutt etc...
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Mate, you're all class...Originally Posted by White trash
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And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Hmmm. how about some fresh crays?Originally Posted by PuppetMaster
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Just kidding, PM...
anything you like is fine...
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Sounds Primo...Originally Posted by Celtic_Sea_lily
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Mine's going to be home baked chocolate brownies.
Being frustrated is disagreeable.
But the real disasters in life begin when you get what you want.
Do you need anymore plates or cutlery? I'm happy to bring some paper plates as well.Originally Posted by celticno6
My goal in life is to be as good a person as my dog already thinks I am.
We should be fine with plates and cutlery.Originally Posted by Celtic_Sea_lily
Whisky glasses I am a bit short on though....![]()
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
I made the brownies last night.
As I lifted them out of the tin, one of the ends crumbled a bit.So I had to cut a bit off to tidy it up. Of course, I had to eat the bit I'd cut off to make sure it tasted okay. Then one of the other corners was a bit crumbly.
No good wasting the bit I cut off is there. then another edge looked a bit ragged.....
I iced what's left of them this morning.![]()
Hey guys, really looking fwd to tonight - see y'all there!!!
Being frustrated is disagreeable.
But the real disasters in life begin when you get what you want.
They taste just as nice with icing on![]()
(I only sampled them for market research purposes you understand - HONEST)
Being frustrated is disagreeable.
But the real disasters in life begin when you get what you want.
And we of course all know the rule...crumbly bits don't have calories cos they've leaked out!Originally Posted by Lynda Blair
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Looking forward to the catch up & meeting some new people too![]()
My goal in life is to be as good a person as my dog already thinks I am.
CelticNo6 - What is the starting time???
Had the flu severly for the last two days, feeling OK at the moment so should be attending.
Mike
Any time after 6 is fine.
Picked up some nice macrocarpa today, so the house will be lovely and toasty and warm for you sick buggers.
Look forward to you and Theresa coming tonight...
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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