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Wowza. This weekend was huge. Heaps of Basil's mates came up from Korumburra for his 21st. Well, it isnt really his 21st, but they came up and got wasted and trashed his house and said it was for his birthday. Which is cool.
They were all pretty messed up tho, cuz on the thursday most of them had been to a funeral, and then drinking for the rest of the night. I'm not sure who watches the news anymore, but there was this hit and run (and then come back) accident the other weekend in Korumburra, and it was at a 21st that some of them were at, a couple of them had to perform CPR and stuff on them. Bushy (one of the guys) was doing CPR on the woman who died when she died, so he's pretty messed up. And then their friend who was also hit at the same time died just last week, it was her funeral on thursday.
That car crash sort of fucked up that little town, cuz for a good few days there was news reporters hannging out and bugging everyone, and then there was finger pointing and bad stuff. But I think it's calmed down now. Except the guy who was driving (who was the 21st birthday persons boss) is on suicide watch and has tried a couple of times.
But back to the weekend, it went something like this:
Friday: I drove up with his mates and we got there at like, 10ish. Drank. Went out. Ran amok.
Saturday: Breakfast of Bacon & Eggs at 4pm. Drink more. Eventually go out to a few places and stay till stumps and then got stuck in town until a taxi came to us.
Sunday: Get up around 10. Crack a Cruiser. Start a pub crawl at 2ish. Stay out till stumps.
Monday: Crack another cruiser at about 12 to watch the footy. Drink through to the end of the soccer.
Tuesday: The last of the burra boys leave and I curl up into a little ball and hope that my sick goes away.
All in all? A great weekend.
They were all pretty messed up tho, cuz on the thursday most of them had been to a funeral, and then drinking for the rest of the night. I'm not sure who watches the news anymore, but there was this hit and run (and then come back) accident the other weekend in Korumburra, and it was at a 21st that some of them were at, a couple of them had to perform CPR and stuff on them. Bushy (one of the guys) was doing CPR on the woman who died when she died, so he's pretty messed up. And then their friend who was also hit at the same time died just last week, it was her funeral on thursday.
That car crash sort of fucked up that little town, cuz for a good few days there was news reporters hannging out and bugging everyone, and then there was finger pointing and bad stuff. But I think it's calmed down now. Except the guy who was driving (who was the 21st birthday persons boss) is on suicide watch and has tried a couple of times.
But back to the weekend, it went something like this:
Friday: I drove up with his mates and we got there at like, 10ish. Drank. Went out. Ran amok.
Saturday: Breakfast of Bacon & Eggs at 4pm. Drink more. Eventually go out to a few places and stay till stumps and then got stuck in town until a taxi came to us.
Sunday: Get up around 10. Crack a Cruiser. Start a pub crawl at 2ish. Stay out till stumps.
Monday: Crack another cruiser at about 12 to watch the footy. Drink through to the end of the soccer.
Tuesday: The last of the burra boys leave and I curl up into a little ball and hope that my sick goes away.
All in all? A great weekend.