Prisca, how thoughtful. You organized a party for my xxth birthday on December 9. I cannot make it on such short notice, but I am honored and humbled by the gesture!
xx = the cube root of 68921, in case you're curious.
GopherWhy shouldn't truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all, has to make sense. Mark Twain (1835-1910)
Waiting, an Aussie BBQ usually involves charring large lumps of meat - either steak, lamb chops or sausages; often all three. Side dishes MUST include a potato salad, a rice salad and a green salad. There has been a move towards BBQing seafood in modern times, but never at any of the apostate BBQs that I've been to.
A note for the sake of "honesty" - those pics of Prisca and Ozzie are artists renditions of what they may or may not look like...
"You've got the brain of a four-year-old boy, and I'll bet he was glad to get rid of it." - Groucho Marx
I'll go so far as to say that the day I took those photos at the apostate BBQ, there may or may not have been some sort of bikers' gathering next to us, and that the photos may or may not be of that. Some ex-JWs aren't willing to have their mugs plastered all over the internet just yet... As for those women, if you look carefully, there isn't anything particularly intimate about that kiss, it's just the initial shock value that makes it so amusing, IMO!
Imagine yourself in the same position - you take photos at a function that you can't use - what do you do? I've been accused of dishonesty, but I was just having a bit of tongue-in-cheek fun.
"You've got the brain of a four-year-old boy, and I'll bet he was glad to get rid of it." - Groucho Marx