Sinister: SCUBA diver (reporting back PLUS pastiche type thing!! cor)

[Kenneth P Y Chu]

Did you know that SCUBA is an acronym?  It means something like "self 
contained underwater breathing apparatus" or something, overly long name for 
an oxygen tank attached to a little plastic tube?  Yes.

Ian talked about the Evergreen song, of which he didn't like the similie on 
the first line which is fair enough (although I secretly quite liked the 
said line, only because I'm a sucker for things with random pretty words 
chucked into it that makes no sense).  Just thought I'd mention though the 
credits for the songwriting goes to Westlife (or whoever writes songs for 
Westlife) since the Will Young version is a cover.  Ken the encyclopaedia of 
pop.

So we can't really diss him for the bad lyrics.  But we bloody well can diss 
him for doing that "clinching fists aginst his chest whilst having an 
orgasm" pose 394 times too many in his video.  I mean for God's sake, I 
thought the UN have banned concentration camps.

Anyway reporting back....

This weekend was a Tigermilking/london picnic/sinister football challenge 
Triple Whammy, and it sure was fun.

After a hectic working week (during which I had actually done a lot of 
work!), less thinking and much drinking were seriously in order.

A few of us met up in various parts of London and headed for 
pre-tigermilking beverages at a birthday party of one of Apps Ben (Mr B)'s 
friends.  We were put to shame by the fact that Mr B's friend had so many 
more friends than we do, but then felt better by assuming that the others at 
the party were really actually members of the Java Programming Society.

Then we are off to tigermilking, after travelling across the river thames 
and ate jacket potatoes we arrived! at tigermilking and received a stamp and 
a lolly for £4.  I pulled within 5 minutes of arrival and engaged in some 
mouth to mouth action with James T, apparently he liked the size of my 
lolly.

We were astonished by the surprising grace and flair with which the PF and 
Stevie T danced passionately on the dancefloor, a few beverages later 
(involving a brand new cocktail miss SGS invented known as "Yes!", amongst 
other drinks) we were all hitting the dancefloor, thankfully not with our 
heads.  Even birthday girl miss Dimitra Z and Sunny S began to dance, after 
some persuasion.

Tigermilking is fun, everyone.  And you should all come next time, even if 
just so that maybe Mark C can afford some half-decent BLU-TACK!  Since 
everytime I go to tigermilking I seem to have to spend half the evening 
holding up the Tigermilk poster when it was falling off thus looking as if I 
was trying to groap the nakkid girl in the picture...

The next morning was spent at the illustrious Bappsy Trotwood, with James DH 
and we played with Mr B's enormously wide-bandwidth after sadly departing 
with Fruitloop Rachel (miss R).. who was absolutely adorable and hopefully 
will return again soon.  James DH had a dictophone which is the most amazing 
invention in the world, we enjoyed recording and listening to a recitement 
of the nutritional information of Lucozade in an American accent.

We then trekked up the Primrose hill for a spot of picnic fun, during which 
we prepared for the all important football match when Sinister FC clashes 
with another list called "ILE", which is apparently a list where people 
discuss about the length of the queue in the post office for collecting 
pension money.. and, without boasting too much...

SINISTER THRASHED ILE BY EIGHT GOALS TO NIL!

.. I believe Sam W got a hat trick and the boy G was nominated the man of 
the match by the crowd, after courageously riding double footed tackles (ooh 
er) from the opposition, well done also to the rest of the players who were 
Mark C, Jim PT, Sean DR (he's back!), Ben A, Pine F, Paul H, Paul F, 
Nicholas P, Stevie T, James DH.

During the first half we realised that a football chant was required, so our 
very own Sinister football song is born!!

They're losing it
==============
ILE*'s a team who were not amused
they lost in every match since 82
they're always looking for a fight
it's a shame their defence aren't so tight

and at the first moment of kicking off
ILE's losing it
they know they're losing it

and when the sinister's goal tally keeps on going up
ILE's losing it
they know they're losing it
they know they're losing it!

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*replace ILE with opposing team of choice


Yup so we won the fooie, then later on after a pleasant and pretty walk we 
merrily ended up at the Spread Eagle, and I talked rubbish with lots of 
people as usual, recorded a drum and bass version of legal man on James DH's 
dictophone and learnt to play this really fun game called Mao.  Before 
heading home exhausted after an eventful weekend!

Now I'm so tired I can't be arsed to work and thus this e-mail, thanks 
sinister for getting me back into my usual work ethics.

Trophies and Red Bulls
Ken
P.S.: Thank you Jim PT for delivering me Spunk and a sorebit!

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