Jesus wasn't a Magician

At the end of this Easter Long Weekend we thought it would be a reasonable time to reflect on the past 4 days, and judge whether or not it was worth not going to work for The Man.

Easter Thursday Night

These days, any chance we get to destroy our liver and brain cells we oblige, and this Easter Thursday Night was no different. After finishing work for our respective Slave Masters we headed into the darkness of Potts Point. We expected to be greeted with friendliness, instead we were greeted by rudeness. Generally speaking, we are pretty tolerable of fat-assed chickas with poor attitudes, but this time it was different. All we will say is we hope she didnt realise we put all her possessions in her bar fridge. After we had the pleasure of hanging out with Wombo, we got back to where we feel the most at home, and everyone is nice, The Crowie!!

Good Friday

More like Worst Hangover Ever Friday. We were supposed to wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed and venture back to the Holy Land (Maitland, not Jerusalem) for an Easter Getaway. Not much happened this day besides naps and sleeps.

Easter Saturday

By now Jesus had been put into his Man Cave, and we were out Boating and Beaching. This led into an evening of quiet drinks with friends and early morning Kebabs. Other stuff probably happened as well, but we were back in Newcastle, so it was mostly just trying to drink as much as we could so we would forget we were in Newcastle. 

Easter Sunday

As a mark of respect to Jesus, Mary, Pontius Pilot (Cool Name/Shit Dude) and that Donkey in the Palm Sunday story, we laid around and did nothing. This was refreshing as our poor Livers were in Lockdown from Easter Thursday Night.

Easter Monday

Nothing has happened. Tomorrow is back to the grindstone. Jesus has left the building. We got out of Maitland Alive. We didn't pick up any babes. But we are now back to LeBatcave where we can once again enjoy our lives in peace.

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