Wednesday, 1 April 2009

'im not your fucking dog!' Sunday 29th.

Matt the spewer took us to Taupo to watch his team play a footie match. Sorry SOCCER match.

We missioned in search of beer for the game...and found a liquor store next to the sally army shop and church!

We chilled in the sun...and burnt, while we watched the game and made silly comments like 'the referees a wanker'. Football hooligans at heart.

Sarah and lee decided to turn me into their fucking dog for the morning by playing FETCH.

Basically 'accidently' booting the ball for miles and as i ran to get it they would snog! Like kids. I wasn't fooling for it, and after the 2nd time refused to play dog.

Anyway we thought it was a close run game but we must have missed a few goals because apparently they won 6-3!!!


Back in Hamilton...Millie the horse/dog decided she wanted to go swimming in the river...of course this was a bad idea, as she soon realised when the current took her for a ride! Shes okay, but it was her first near death experience!

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