Monday, August 02, 2004

Some things I don't understand. Usually pink things. Pink things like tupperware or clothes parties. You invite some friends around, offer them tea and cakes then try to sell them kitchen utensils or apparel. Your friends don't get mad at this apparent subterfuge. Quite the reverse. They are delighted at the opportunity to combine gossip and shopping in a familiar domestic environment.

Can you imagine a bloke inviting you around to his place for a performance engine parts or fishing tackle party? The best you could hope for if you proposed such an action to your mates is that no one would show up and you would no longer have any mates. More likely, you would be clubbed over the head and thrown into the nearest body of water.


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