Meels Going Away Party

(14/02/09)

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Meel�s is heading back to good ol� NZ finally, so she threw her going away party the other week. I�ve finally managed to get this page up!

Was a rip roaring night at Waxy�s in Piccadilly Circus.

Here I am with Tans and Ian, who�s helping me pick up TV reception:

Grant and Bridge, camera person already feeling the effects of a few drinks�

Dayle and Jane showing what a good dentist can do:

Craig and I, showing what a bad plastic surgeon can do:

Amanda, Meel�s and Grant, looking pretty excited as the next drinks round is brought to them:

Amanda, Meel�s and my friend Bob (only people with an IQ greater than 160 can see Bob):

Craig helping Tania say some Prayers while Dayle looks in vain for her wallet to pay for the beers:

Here�s me, turning what would have been just another wonderful photo of gorgeous ladies into something more�

Tan�s and Meel�s helping Amanda to sit upright after she did 5 Tequila slammers in a row:

Ian (before he�s had any drinks), showing Nic how he picked up Shan way back in the day:

Robyn and Jane, looking like they�ve been up to no good:

Robyn showing off her mighty pythons while Dayle still searches for her wallet:

I didn�t realise at the time when I took this photo, but my fly was down, fortunately Grant, Meel�s and Amanda told me after:

Bec�s and Bridge, baring their teeth to ward off the marauding wildlife:

At one stage during the evening, I thought it would be a freaken awesome idea to make paper airplanes and throw them at other groups of people around the pub:

TAKE OFF!

I think Bridge�s expressing sums up what happened:

Poor Meel�s, wasn�t quite right after the airplane incident� Sorry, Meel�s, I didn�t mean to throw it quite that hard� Grant was not impressed with me for a full 5 mins after I did that:

Ian was so hungry at this stage that he ate my paper plane, much to Nic�s amusement. Poor Jane just couldn�t look as she�s strictly a non-vegetarian:

It was Michele�s turn to pose next to the Coops statue, depicting sleeping beauty:

Grant and Tans, right after I said the punch line of one of my many awesome jokes:

Nic and Coops were not impressed with Ian squeezing out a fart at the table:

Not sure who took this photo, but it obviously was of the two chicks making out over Jane�s left shoulder:

Grant surprised me a bit here as he tried to combine the power his, Craig�s and my brain in to what he likes to call, a �super-brain�. The combination would have unimaginable synaptic ability, more powerful than the amalgamation of up to three household cats:

Shan turned up to the party too late to get her free set of red contact lenses:

Ian tried desperately to lick off the sticky jam that caused us to become stuck together:

And that was a wee taste of the evening! Mmm, tasted like flowers.

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