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Benji Turner was down from Sydney this past week, playing Basketball to represent his team. He says he’s good, but his such a skinny runt I can’t believe him

Either way, last night was his last night in Melb, so we hit the town after grabbing a feed at the Golden Gate Hotel. Great place, just wouldn’t reccomend the parma.

There were 5 of us – Ben had managed to persuade Jay (Vaire) and Leo (KnightDKN) to come out, plus Mish and I – until I got drunk and started ringing around. The wing-it factor was high, and within half and hour Adam (Melic) and Nick (Cougs) had rocked up, and Damien (Fluke), Terry (Applepie), Trevor (Ashran) were heading to the beer gardens to meet us.
Hell, Alvin (Grundo) just made it back to Australia after his honeymoon and he almost came out too! LFDU brought back together

I got way too drunk, because after buying a jug of beer and finding out that everyone else either on spirits or not drinking (pussies), I downed the thing in 10 minutes. Nothing is really 100% after that, but it was a damn good night.

At one point Benji was shouting at me through a toilet cubicle for 5 minutes telling me it was ok to vomit. Not really sure why, as I managed to retain the parma I ate earlier without issue, but amusing nonetheless.

Trev offered to drive us home, as I was too drunk to operate effectively and the last trains had just gone. Don’t recall much beyond getting in his car, but I woke fully clothed in the shower at 3am, which indicates success in some way or form.