The Song Fight Bulletin Board

I'm trying to figure out which memory is chronologically my first, but I think it may be this time, around 3 or 4, of me trying to go outside to play basketball with my older brother, who at the time must've been 12, and his friend. I remember asking why his friend, who was very fat, had boobies, and then getting hit in the face when I tried to catch the ball as it fell from the rim. I'm pretty sure my brother did not want me to play with him, but damn I wanted to! By the way my brother laughed hysterically when I accused his friend of having breasts. I am now cursed with the fat man-boobies.

Caravan Ray wrote:

Caravan Ray wrote: I am about to fly to Newcastle this morning to attend a black-tie reunion dinner for my old footy club (go the Hawks!). A whole weekend of male bonding and irresponsible alcohol consumption! What fun!!

...and now I am sitting in the Qantas Club lounge at Brissy Airport with my flight having been delayed for 2 hours - and no guarentee it will ever actually leave.

It seems Newcastle has been hit by a mega cyclone-style storm and the whole Hunter Valley has been declared a 'State of Emergency' (damn - why isn't that this weeks Nur Ein title!). May as well just put my dinner suit on, hook into the free alcohol and wait for the rain to stop...

...still at Brisbane Airport.

Apparently I am now booked on a flight to Sydney. Qantas' theory being - well, we can't get you to Newcastle, but we can drop you somewhere within a roughly 200km radius!

Gee Ray, that sucks

Sure does Tex.

But funnily, I'm not bored at all!

Poor John, so bored he's talking to himself.
Well, I hope you get to where your supposed to be muh brutha from an Aussie Mutha.

Im in Sydney,,,almost there..one mor flight


Go the Hawks!!!