Double tap. As in "to cap once more". As in "to recap". Ok, you twisted my arm, I'm running out of time and you need to know what went down last night.
Truth is I don't really remember all that much.
I'll tell you this much - Black Label Draft won a resounding victory.
Unfortunately Team Burger King floundered desperately last night, unable to sustain the lofty heights of intellectual super power or hold on to their hard won title without half the team. It was an entertaining evening nonetheless. You'd expect nothing less from Mike LMG Smith and Kevin I'm-a-sadistic-music-clue-guy Winder. I did, however win the first prize of the night - a bag of sweeties for "best chirp".
Reconvening at a bar downstairs after all the pleasantries, I do believe shooters were introduced into the proceedings and that's pretty much all I can tell you, except that a blast was had by all.
Which explains my very short post today. I'm barely able to breathe, let alone capable of cogent thought.
NGDG: "I don't know what's a more terrifying prospect for the future of this country: the ANC's proposed economic revolution, or strip-club king Mike Basson's themed night club, Avastar."
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