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Post by roddy byers on Oct 19, 2010 8:23:27 GMT
Well daughter told us we were havin a Halloween party and we could invite a few friends... Trouble is i keep certain friends apart as they wouldnt get on together..
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Post by Hugh on Oct 19, 2010 15:17:01 GMT
Just another excuse to get drunk.
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Post by roddy byers on Oct 20, 2010 8:23:29 GMT
Who needs an excuse?
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Post by Hugh on Oct 20, 2010 23:37:53 GMT
The wife of my guitar playing friend had a party for her friends years ago, and he was bored so he put on Tom Waits latest album with Keef on it and it was hillarious; they all looked stunned and like people sucking on lemons.
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Post by roddy byers on Oct 21, 2010 8:04:21 GMT
Last party i had here they kept complaining i was playin too much C&W..
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Post by occupation on Oct 27, 2010 22:58:26 GMT
Oh well, all the plastic pumpkins with the battery operated light are being put out. I'm sure everybody will over do it more unimaginatevley than they did last year.
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Post by Hugh on Oct 28, 2010 3:37:28 GMT
No fun blowin' up those plastic jobs.
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Post by roddy byers on Oct 29, 2010 14:41:12 GMT
Its not that kinda party Hughie..
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Post by Hugh on Oct 29, 2010 15:14:58 GMT
House in the neighbourhood ready for those trick or treaters.
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Post by occupation on Oct 29, 2010 22:56:54 GMT
Scooby Doo Halloween parties! I remember there was once a band called Helloween. Can't remember the music but can remember the multicoloured vinys they brought out.
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Post by paulwillo on Oct 31, 2010 9:15:09 GMT
how was your halloween do Rod? pass off without conflict? LOL
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Post by roddy byers on Nov 1, 2010 10:37:51 GMT
Well no major upsets... but what a Scooby Doo mess!! took all day Sunday to clear up..
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Post by occupation on Nov 1, 2010 20:59:23 GMT
It never used to be like that when A Message To You Rudy was in the charts. No sense of style no more. It's all about consumption and noise.
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Post by roddy byers on Nov 2, 2010 9:01:08 GMT
You musta gone to differant parties in those days..
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Post by occupation on Nov 28, 2010 4:37:51 GMT
I think my secret was not going to any parties in those days, so no illusions shattered. My idea of a party was a wireless set and being surrounded by electronic junk on my bedroom floor, and disrupting classes at school. I think kids no how to entertain themselves better. Then you grow up and discover the world is populated by great fat boring Badly Packed Kebabs. We loose the ability to speak out minds and become zombees. Whatever happened to the F word?
Oh look it's snowing. Well it was Halloween, then burn down parliament night and now it's Arnold Chicken Shortsing kill Jesus time- no that's Eatser, and wer're still in right bleeding novemeber. So, apaert from the guitar, what load have you asked santa to drop down the stack?
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