Be Excellent To Each Other

+20 Google-fu points.

Damnit.

Everyone has to do it again.

/glares at the people who pushed the button for fun

God damn users.

In fairness, I think it might have been me that caused this little cock-up.

/glares in mirror

Damnit, now I'm bringing kebabs.

MYSTERY KEBABS

Yep working now, nice one. We have sausages and cous cous and ice.

Whoop! I like our assigned foods!

I have done it again. Mystery Ribs, Mystery Potato Salad and Mystery Ice.

Sorry, had to click on the spinny spinny wheels.

AND NOW YOU HAVE TO COME.

Chicken, cous-cous and ice.

I think I can just about manage that.

Mystery, salad and ice.

Is EVERYONE bringing ice?!

Lots of people are bringing exciting and speciality ice, but I'm only bringing vanilla ice.

Mix two cups of your favourite ice cream with one cup of self raising flour. Mix and then bake.

You then have ice-cream cake.

This is Grim's house:



You're all actually bringing your own bedding material here.

Can't make it, but... will add





and



to the Spotify as my contributions

Will try to stop all this lurking and come to one of the meetups at some point.

Shh

I'm bringing ice.

Ice.

Baby.

Alright, stop!

Hammertime?

So close. I believe the correct answer was 'collaborate and listen'.

"We've all worked on nuclear fission"

which always seemed odd and out of place to me.

Correct, but too late for a high five, I fear

Actually, it was "In the name of love"

I think it's more:

"Stand there where you are; Before you go too far; Before you make a fool out of love"

Malc

I am a man of mystery, with ice. Can my new superhero name be, "Mystery Mystery Ice"?

Oh, and yes, I can bop along to this now, obv.

Yeah! You can take Black Dynamite back!

Now someone tell me what the fuck has happened to Jazzy and Jones.

AE made them quit!

Again?! First Cavey and now Joanzzy!

Meh. It's hard to miss anyone else when Cavey isn't around.

I've never had a poo at Grim...'s, count me in.

Jazzy's been moving, new jobbing, and examinising. I'll give her a poke.

Self hat.

Spin the thing and delate you're in, then!

I'll bring a sheep, with four horns and we can smoke it.

And then ride a blue donkey to a bicycle shed for blossom cakes.

In.

Lamb, potato salad and (surprise) ice.

Miss you guys.

I've always been here, just too lazy to post.
I will bring my finest samples of sausages, couscous and frozen water.

Only three beds left, sleeping fans!

In the world?!

Sleep? Southern jessies.

Can I have a bed, ta? Otherwise I'm happy to dos on the floor in a sleeping bag.

I can do you a sofabed in the living room? Bring your sleeping bag, because I'll run out of blankets before I run out of beds.

Is that because Mr Chris will have vomited on all of them?

Hotel booked.

Am officially BEEXBEQUE'ing. Bring on the grog.


I hope that pretty lady with the shady make up and tiara turns up. I think we had a thing.

Whoo!

Hoooah.

Given that there's already more music on the playlist than can possibly be played, is it worth wiping it and starting again?

It may get some pruning this year.