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50,000 mates and I rocked up to the Telstra Dome last night to see the Socceroos take on Qatar (or Guitar as we called them) to mark the start of the World Cup qualification process. We decided to show our allegiances by wearing Australian flags as capes, which poses a bunch of questions about respecting your flag. For instance, Jonny let his flag touch the ground, which Duke promptly informed means "in scouts if that happens you have to sweep the hall". Awesome. If letting it touch the ground is bad, imagine what passing wind on it, or allowing it on one of Melbourne's trains is like!

Check out Jonny inserting his ticket! (Note: Not a metaphor)

We were positioned in the green and gold army, their only weapons seemed to be a whistle that was right f**king behind my head. I didnt know whether to cheer along or turn around and knock the pricks head off. We soon discovered Guitar weren't very good, and probably only came here for the holiday and the duty free shopping. This was proven when 9 minutes in we saw their goalie (who looked like Dikembe Mutombo) asking fans about the best way to get to Puffing Billy.

We saw Dukes exact double last night, it was a weird experience. This other guy was a bit cleaner though. When they both saw each other their eyes locked for a moment, and then there was almost a look of disgust come across their faces. Grosse.

We spent some time at the train station at the end of the night, here is proof. This is a weird Matrix style photo, taken just as Jonny was morphing to climb in Ben's mouth.

Doesnt everyone look better in capes??

Housefire blamed on Cats!

In other news, here's my Saturday night in a nutshell. () That is a nutshell.

So saturday arvo rolls around, and I leave the BBQ I'm at to go and pick Bear up from his place. I explain that my petrol light has come on, which means I should fill up or stop driving within 20kms. I explained to Bear that I couldnt be arsed getting petrol, so we would try to go to my house without filling up, which was about 30kms away.

It was a nervous trip home, but we made it, and celebrated with a couple of stubbies. (Not the shorts)

We were soon joined by Duke, at which point we began our main mission for the night - finish Star Wars Lego on xbox360. We did not fail ladies and gents, I now have one more thing to put on my resume next time I go for a job.

Occupation : Professional Video Game Champion
Dates: 17.05.1984 - Current

Responsibilities: Being awesome, mashing buttons, throwing controllers, being awesome.

Anyway, so we had a lot of stubbies, played more xbox, until Janelle (Bear's g/f) decided to throw up in a gutter at the party she was at about 10kms away. So we jump in the chariot to head down there, and found two girls on the side of the road along the way.

This is them :

This is us:
Note my hat. Here is another photo of it:



That about concludes the events. My hat is cool.

Oh, before I go, someone has asked if its possible to post comments..Well it should be, but I cant figure it out..I'm working on it though.