
Australia Day!!!! And in the absence of another Straddie Annual, it was also declared CARTON DAY! More details bout that later...We got some great photos by the pool, enjoyed a few drinkies, be it rumbos, southos, bitters or teddies, had a
sausage sizzle lunch, lots of talk and catching up, and of course Ripping Time. Ripping time and carton day go hand in hand, as many veterans of the event would be familiar with. The concept of chalking up the score on the shirts was short lived, and not many of the carton crew shirts made it into the late arvo. Many people beared friction burns as a results of savage shirt-ripping.
As the afternoon wore on, my memory faded out. If you had to ask me how drunk I was, I can tell you: not drunk enough to spew, but I still made the mistake of putting the ash-end of a cigar in my mouth. There was even some Hilary Duff singing in there (on video too).
Good times. Tara and I will cherrish t
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