Pre-Race BBQ
Saturday, July 02, 2005
The time on our watches clearly showed 4pm... and 54Chini is already holding onto 4 skewers of marinated chicken wings, getting ready for action!!
54Chini asked, "Are we ready!!??". "Noooooo!!!", we all replied in unison. 54Chini pouted and ran complaining to 54Brownie who happened to be holding onto the camera. That explains why she is not featured in this entire set of photographs. Okay. Alright. The earliest that we can start fire is around 5pm. At 5 sharp, we started a mini-fire starting competition. It was Muggs vs. Conan the Barbarian ... Needless to say, Conan who spends 90% of his life in the wild (last 10% in his silver hawk) challenged Muggs. "No, your fire will be lousy... I tell you...". I got warned by Conan for starting fire too close to his Tag Heuer. That is a bloody imitating sun dial wrapped around his wrist!!! Tag Heuer my a55. Well, it doesn't matter who won... both our fires were good enough to BBQ anything. 54Chini's turn to show his BBQ-ing chicken wings skill.
As we cooked more food... the pit was getting piled up with food.... Conan ordered Xena around, "Ooei, Xena... serve the guests!!" You guys should have seen Xena then... she was almost ready to draw swords. It took almost 3 other guys to hold her back and say, "Relax... barbarians are just like that....". "Hurrr.... ", she took some Otahs...and went eating in a corner. She picked up another few sticks of satay along the way. Conan pissed his Warrior Princess off .. and damn.. he is alone now. Kinda lonely now, he decides to get fresh with Muggs... "KNN.. take your hands off me!! You hug me for F@rk!". Conan seemed to be enjoying every minute of it.
By now, Xena demanded that Conan should feed her. "Keep your hands off Muggs!!", she gave specific instructions to Conan. The Barbarian feeding Warrior Princess with BBQ-ed butter coated corn.... How romantic. "Say ahhhhh!!". Pathetic Muggs had no one to feed him except for himself. Okay, its a D-I-Y. "Muggs, say Ahhh...!!". "KNNaahhhhhh!"
EndlessTrail popped by to say hello. He was too shy to have some food.. We had more than just a little of leftovers, thanks to RanchuKing who initially wanted to buy 100 pieces of Otahs. Crazy. Madness. So, they made Muggs squat just outside his chalet to sell the leftovers off. "Fishball, currypuff, pohpiah.. drinks!!!". Talk about entrepreneurship.