o men, o babes, today it finally happened, we dined with the colonel. yeah, i said we, what of it? it was a team effort, much *chicken* was consummed. I went for the classic 3 peicer, a leg, a wing, and the other bit. fries where also supplied, i coughed up the extra 10p for some of that sweet bbq sauce, and o man (and o babe), i can tell you, it was the sweet shit indeed.
so, on to the other team members: first we get bob, well he got a zinger tower meal onboard. he gave it the respect it deserved by joining me in documenting the event, you'll notice the 2 mega pixels in effect, o man, a sweet camera phone, and a sweet meal. the final team member was of course, mr T.
... news just in, it was not mr T, it was Coggin (no, its ok, not 'Coggins', thats someone very very different indeed). This fine cadet made the brave decision to tackle the the 3 pice combo meal. I know... wow... I know.... what a guy. This adventure includes a frantic scramble up the face of 3 peices of *chicken*, a hair raising journey down the periouls river of colsaw, and finally confronting the giant pepsi of doom. He made it out people... he did good.
photos will now follow:
- layout edited for size by overlord Focksy- layout then fixed by winner Flipper01
In an extraordinary act of selflessness and courage, a warrior friend of mine has dropped a payload of Creamed custards onto my desk. Guys, Babes, you can imagine my stokeness is maxing out here. The fellow of such deeds is Nicholas (he is not a gay), he can be seen modelling the loot (right). That's Second Lieutenant Wuples of the Fun Fun Sunshine Land Rapid Response Unit on the left packing his trusty full auto. Also, I have scored a diet cola.
