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| me and my friends go on many adventures. on this page i have put 2 of them. the first is the adventure of the stump. or the stump saga. i cant remember which. and the other is the casino trip. casino being that little town in new south wales, not that place that acts like the national australia bank. but yes. both ended in a sort of win, and a sort of loss. but who gives a shit? just read the damn story. |
| the adventure began one afternoon when matty, jase and i decided to rid jase's back yard of this pesky, health hazordous stump. this particular stump was in the way or out backyard soccer field with BCC supplied goals. so we started to dig. and dig we did. we dug until we realised it was a stump, which used to be a tree, which has roots that go about 10 meters into the ground. so we needed something different. an axe. so we ventured across the road to some old guy who had a big shed. we chose him cos we figured there had to be an axe in that shed somewhere. the nice old man gladly handed over his axe to the three strange 15 year old boys. after hacking our way at the stump we decided to take a photo of our progress. |
| the stump. after the attempted removal of the stump. |
| so from that point we decided to get logical about it. we started to put forward ideas and stratages on how to tackle the problem |
| jase and matty. matty is putting forward his ideas on how to remove the stump. |
| im not sure who came up with the idea, but at some point it was all agreed that the best way to remove the stump was to throw pillars of cement at it. so for about 20 mins we took turns at hacking, kicking, and throwing cement at the stump. and after one final blow, the mighty stump was defeated by the three young boys. |
| me holding the finally removed stump. |
| again the words 'at some point' come into the story namely because at some point it was decided that the stump must be burnt to ash so that we may keep the ashes. thus giving us reason to 'play for the ashes' so we raided jases alcohol collection and found some black Sambuca. the stump was covered in this alcohol and lit. of course we forgot to take into account the fact we watered the stump earlier to soften the ground to make it easier to dig. so the damn thing did nothing. |
| the stump. before the ritualistic burning of the stump. |
| the stump. after the attempted ritualistic burning of the stump. |
| the next day the stump was gone. we assume that the gardener took it away and turned the bitch into mulch or something. or perhaps it went and found some other young group of mates to injure and annoy. we will never know. but from that day, back yard soccer was WICKED. |
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| this is less of a story because i dont much like reliving the horrors of this adventure. so really i have 2 phots of the moments we arrived in the motel that had bugs and stuff crawling all over it. one photo of a place called moobil we went to on our way back. and 2 photos of the moments we arrived home. |
| beth summed it up in the opening hours of the first trip. we are in the motel here. |
| everything about this damn town moobil was cows. but i dont think i actually saw a cow while i was there. we were making too much noise in the coffee shop there. the locals didnt approve of our ... our.... loudness? delerium had kicked in well and truely by then. haha, everything was cow coloured. |
| finally at johns place, safe and sound. this isnt a good pic to tell how fucked we all were cos alicia looks like this all the time. notice how i couldnt fit her huge ass in the photo. sometimes when she grins, she dissapears and her teeth remain. oh, and she's a fritnd of mine so you cant agree with any of the shit i say about her, not may you argue with me cos i'll win. |
| john had the sense to hit the abort button after the first trip. that in itself shows how much we were looking forward to the project. |
| ill never visit NSW again! |
| other adventures include the alice project and the adventures of cass and draco |