This Saturday the 21st of March Shaun and Robyn take the plunge and are getting married at Tala Game Reserve. Awesome!!! So last weekend we took Shuz to the Midlands and spent the weekend in a farm house called Hilltop, which is situated around 2kms West of Granny Mouse. Verve managed to find this little gem of a getaway which was tucked off a dirt road, and if you didn’t know any better, you’d think that you were in the only establishment for miles.
Myself, Verve, Muz, Veeds, Campo, Shuz and Tont went up on Friday night and although we weren’t strong on numbers, it didn’t restrict the amount of entertainment that we managed to conjure up. Tont was particularly entertaining thanks to the evil antics of Campo’s heavy handed pouring technique when rustling up JD’s and coke. The braver of us merely stood clear while Campo took control of the bar area.
Saturday morning saw us up nice and early and off to Boschoek golf course. Once the rest of the crew had arrived, Shuz was sent into the change room to put on his golf kit. We all saw SHUZ go in to the change room but you can imagine our surprise when we all saw SHARYN (Shaz to her friends) come out the change room. Oh yes, it was going to be a good day.
The general feeling I got from everyone was that the standard of golf was less than average, but the enjoyment factor out on the course came in very high. Well done though to Verve “Sergio” Webb for firing in a clinical 77.
After a few beers at the club we headed off to Gunther’s German Sausage House where we spent the afternoon drinking beer in the sun and forcing the bull to dance with himself to the delightful German songs that were spilling out into the valley. There was also talk of sending Shuz to Gunther’s basement for all eternity where he would have adopted the role of Gunther’s gimp and enjoyed a lifetime of sexual abuse. However we decided against this as our bull was providing way too much entertainment to be left behind, although we did strap a leash onto Shuz and came very close to handing him over to Gunther.
Let's go to the basement, it'll be fun, promise
After lunch we all headed back to the farm house and settled in for the evening. The customary fines meeting took place and those holding fines cards were punished appropriately. And then as it were, we allowed the wheels to fall off.
Strong sexual undertones in this picture
Worst
karaoke ever