The following is a public service announcement.
Good day!
Ian and Stevie are hosting a wee potluck gathering Friday, July 13th (tomorrow), just to spite the gods of luck - smug bastards that they are. We'd be honoured if you showed up and drank at us and ate some food (anytime after 5 p.m.).
Weather permitting, we'll have a fire and for anyone so inclined, there will be ball hockey at the Wilmer Forum at 7 p.m..
It's BYOB (which we are hoping still means bring yer own booze). And potluck, which means bring some food you are particularly talented at preparing (or unwrapping) that will bring luck to all who partake of it.
Children are always welcome, but please do not leave them behind. All leftover children will be fed Red Bull and given a free puppy before being delivered home to you.
Food and drink (some with alcyhol and some wiffout) will be offered, prepared, accepted and consumed all evening.
Feel free to invite friends, or enemies, should you feel a need to keep them close at hand.
Please RSVP so we know how many victims... er... guests to expect.
Thank you.
Bob the Aardvark, and Stevie, the, um, Stevens.( I need a cooler name).
If this had been a real public service announcement, you would have been charged a $50 service fee. Consider yourself fortunate.
14 comments:
Oh, I wish!
Please consider me a virtual guest - I come with two bottles of lovely Australian cabernet sauvignon or shiraz, and a leg of lamb which has been marinated overnight in garlic, white wine, herbs and olive oil, then cooked slowly in the marinade for seven hours so it just falls off the bone. I'll do a similar thing with kidney beans and red wine for the veggies too if you like.
STEPH!
WE'LL BE THERE!!!!
my kids are going to the stampede with their dad
...i'll be there with et al after our mountain bike ride - he doesn't know right yet...
Do I look for the proper signage-looking public service announcement sign outside your residence?
ball hockey at 35 degrees...
bring my own bob?
my own potbelly is lucky
enemies?
oh,no - it's baby kitties these days...
Thank you.
Puff!..Pant!..Wheeeeeeze!!..
I wanna come..but I can't blow up this darn dingy!!..
Puff!.Pant!..Wheeeeeeze!!!..
Not fair :0(..
Margie you have me droooling here!..
Puff.. Pant!..drooooooooooooooll!!!
Margie!
I'll be right over to pick you and your leg...once Gypsy's got the dingy blown up, mind.
er...pick UP you and your leg...
Yea Dale is coming! And Magie and Gypsy, in spirit at least! We'll post during the party so you all kow we were thinking of you!
Ok, so, when you come into Wilmer, and you get to the Delphine Lodge, turn left. Then go to the end of the street (it turns inbto a T-intersection) and we are the brown swiss style house set back on the property. We're the downstairs bit of course, as we rent! The address is 9185 Delphine Ave. if you get lost, call me at 342-8717 and I'll stand on the street and wave you down... Wilmer is pretty small, so I'll spot you!
The lamb sound scrumptious Miss Margie! You cancome anytime! We should start a game of blogger tag... Margie, you fly here, and tag me, and then I'll fly over and tag Gyps, and she'll tag Val.. and so on and so on... oh wait, that won't work. We'll all want to see everyone! Hmm. We could all meet at Gypsy's and have a big sleepover!
Gyps, I am sending Bert over with a bicycle pump...
I need bert to fetch a puncture repair outfit tOO!!..
If you all get too sloshed..just stagger to mine and ill tuck you all in after we've had a right razzzzz!..
Have the bestest time ALL of you..you all deserve it..xx..
Bert has arrived..he is steaming drunk..he crashed in to a seagull..dropped the bike pump and repair outfit!..his beak is bent..i'm going to try and sober him up..i've ran a cold bath and have some codliver oil which i shall apply anally...the scoundrel!!!..
OK, ive held Bert under a dripping tap for 5 to get the truth..
Apparently he sold the puncture repair outfit and bicycle pump to gain entry to a crack whore house in bankok..it turned out that the 'girl' he paid for a
'stress relief massage' was infact a ladyboy.
when he asked for his money back she/he punched bert in the beak..hence it been bent...the little scroat is getting grounded for this!..
Stevie the Shrubber..
Bert the bent beak boytoy of bankok...
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