Going back to the first picture the guy on the right looks like he should be in the backseat in handcuffs, and the big guy beside him should be in his uniform administering a breathalyser. 😀
T5 was responsible for dinner the first night, and whipped up an amazing curry. All hygiene guidelines were strictly followed, and no animals were harmed (except the chicken...)
Where were you at 9:00 a.m. the next day when the elders were cleaning up your mess and cooking your breaky there sunshine....even after you got up you and the "Sharkster" watched cartoons until we spoon fed ya. B) Here's a pic of your backup by the way, doing what he does best after the first night with the elders!! 😛
But then again, imagine having to stay up till the wee hours enduring this "entertainment"...it was all bad enough listening to CBC for 4.5 hours in the Ovlov 😀
It was the Voisey's Bay love story that took the wind out of my sails. In fact...I'm feeling it again....Longranger, could you please pass me a tissue?