Once again, I have sore sides from laughing so much, an empty wallet, and a questionable digestive system from drinking a great deal more than I should (you'll notice I didn't say 'drinking too much

).
I feel sorry for the poor young girls that the lechers in our group accosted and forced them into 'photo opportunities'. You'll note if you ever see the phots that they all have the 'get me outta here' look........
During both days when I looked around at all these boozing, bullshitting, babe-mauling old sailors I kept thinking "How good is this??!!" and that I'm now impatient for the next one to come around.
The flight home was as rough as guts due to the storms around Sydney and NSW, and it's good to be home to relax and get back to normal.
....but I wish there was another run next week...... :D :D :D :D
and for Mick Thompson, over there in Loch Frozenarse, Scotland:
You missed another great one, brother!!
