You, organise a meat.

You (yes, all of you :@ ) come to the meat that mouse is arranging. And signup to latitude before you do.

No, fuck you.

We'll send a popemobile for you :@

Pff. Ok.

5th September, York, meet outside train station between 12 and 12.30 or at The Maltings between 12.30 and 2.00 before we merrily jaunt around York.

(I want to find The Kings arms cos apaprently they have a marker on the wall showing various flood levels)

Ok :D

If its near me then I will but if not then off the fuck.

IT'S IN YORK. COME YOU DO WATTSY

I'm there. Although I may still be jetlagged.

XEN YOU HAVE NO SPOKEN TO ME IN AGES SO I'M NOT GOING TO COME AND VISIT YOU TO PLAY GO ANYMORE :@

BOFF SOZ I'VE BEEN BUSY AND YOU KEEP MESSAGING ME WHEN I'M NOT ACTUALLY THERE AND THEN WHEN I GET BACK I MESSAGE YOU AND THEN YOU AREN'T THERE.

THEREFORE, COME SEE ME AND LET'S PLAY GO.

What sort of mindless shenanigans happen at these meats?

 

I'm far too impressionable to turn up if there's sordid goings on happening.

You're... asking the wrong person (hug)

• Manthorp usally jumps off a bridge / through a tree.
• I usually break a limb.
• Ricard00 usually projectile vomits.
• Dyl usually is completely non-comital and then turns up anyway. Sometimes to two meats in the same day.
• Kenny usually snores.
• We usually give Boff some kind of impossible physics question relating to something bollocks. He usually solves it.
• Linn usually comes over from Canada.
• Me and Manthorp usually start off at Leeds train station with a Farmhouse Wetherspoons breakfast and 4 pints of Guiness.

While looking on Google Maps for The Maltings I found this man.

Awesome. Let's try find him.

OMG! It's teh Ghostbusters!

 

Oh, and it's normally me that snores. Kenny drinks whisky.

5th of September lad?

You never message me back :(

 

We'll all come and visit you after York!

I endorse this summary.

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That's because you have gone :Y

And good, that is good :Y