Well, my elementary school burned down. (Fortunately it was no longer in use and had already been replaced by a newer facility at a different location.) Mrs. Dallas was highly amused by the line about there being nothing better to do on a Friday night.

I believe it's illegal to attempt to fix an automobile yourself on a Saturday, so you will have to leave it until Sunday.

You have a nice shiny new truck, and we have a great dirt road for you to drive it up and down.

We have electricity.

You can bring your bass.

It would be very cool with the drumming.

Isn't it a little late to be covering your tracks? :flamer:
What's next, your baptism records?

Just taking a trip down memory lane. I was privileged to attend three Plastic Forks. While the promises/warnings of drunken nudity turned out to be unfounded, a great time was had by all.

oh ffs we need another. we'll come. oh, wait, is that why they stopped?....

I'm blaming it all on UT.:p Or at least the "maybe it's not such a good idea to get naked anymore" part.

We need another!
Planned years in advance, so I can save £10 out of every pay packet and dance around my zimmer frame rather than around the fire!

Honestly, if I had a property suitable - even in the family - I'd be inviting you all over. But as I don't, I'll wait and hope for an invite to come when my boat's come in, and then I'll come and join you!

Wow quite a strong bump!

I still have some plastic forks from 1999 :p