Finally got rid of Scally

Well, after what seemed like his 9th leaving party, we had final farewell drinkypoo's with Scally and Rachel last night. It was at the Cos Bar at Blackfriars and after a very sweaty journey on the tube (I'd forgotten how dire it is in the summer) the fun began. Cue:

• banal games like 50/50 (which must have been a riot playing for 9 straight hours in the Dam)
• bundling
• breast grabbing (males only)
• scrotal displays (Scally and Chris - shock!)
• Mr Sam Buka paying an unwelcome visit
• continued assurances to Scally that I don't 'make bombs'

It was great to see Matt (x2) and Mick again and I'm sure things went from bad to worse after I scarpered around 11 ish. Matt was particularly impressed with the retort to the question about whether kids were forthcoming, which was along the lines of "Yes, they're on the way but they're still stuck in my penis" which he though was the funniest response to that question he had heard and for that I thanked him.

Anyway, Scally and Rachel leave on Saturday and I wish the all the best for their new adventure, I hope it really works out for them - I'm sure it will. If I ever get to NZ with work Scally, I'll drop in. :)

Jamie's also done a bonzer job with some pictures here.

Also, check out this trailer for 300, it's another adaption of a Frank Miller novel (like Sin City) that looks suitably cool as opposed to the cockless, pretty boy adventure that Troy was.

Loving these guys from the Daily Show - Even Stephen

And the unresolved question still remains. Muslims or Jews?