John the Dons 65th proved to be a boozy affair, although not in the same league as his 60th. King Dave was out and about, and Tony H showed his face, but disappeared without a bye or leave. Anyway, we got toasted. The Champagne flowed once the footy was finished, and the Shoutster made an appearance, and tried in vain to drag me and Queso off to the casino, the little tinker. All I know is if you get more than two Stoneys together, it gets messy, and at one point there was the full complement of four out. Stevie is still recovering. Our next shindig is on the 19th of July, when myself, Crspo and the loose canon Shouty, hook up with Jonesy to tackle the Westgate run in Wakefield.
UPDATE:
I have just received a text message from Tony Helmet, whose mysterious disappearance can now be put down to a case of the Munich's. He followed through on a fart. Buffoon points a plenty.
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Haha,
Tony Helmet touches cloth once again!!!
Quality!!!!!!
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