Hello. My name is Colapop. I went out to party on Saturday night. But everyone went home before they turned into pumpkins. It must be Halloween. Bloody hardarse bikers. And yet, I get given shit about cake! Wasn't even hungover on Sunday...
It was bloody nice to meet (in the FLESH) some new squishables. All in all not too bad a little get together - gutted that Mikey wasn't allowed back in though - he woulda stayed and got rat-faced with me!
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
It looks like I missed a great night. I was up at Taupo for a golf tournament over the weekend. I could hear the bikes doing track day from the course.
So I missed a good party and trackday....![]()
I'm only wearing black until they develop something darker
We came, We listened, And in one voice we answered
BULLSHIT!! BULLSHIT!! BULLSHIT!! BULLSHIT!! BULLSHIT!!
Can someone tell me what is wrong with this picture?.........................
2 blokes admitting to watching Coro St....![]()
I wouldn't have the faintest clue what the actress in reference looks like to be honnest.
Edit: I just googled her and I can see now why Oldrider is taken by her charms...And I might be bale to reach that level of grace, given about 30 years, 2 packs of smokes a day, and maybe a few bottles of bourbon...
I'm well balanced and take interest in all sorts of cultures from bikers to streets out of Manchester, but for some reason I've never ever bothered with Shortland Street.
Cheers
Merv
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