Valentines Day


We kicked off just after 9:30pm, our complementary drink tickets and t-shirts in hand. Sam's had gone all out with the drinks, offering a glass of Pilsner (cheapest beer on tap) for those of us with the guts to enter. … And they were wondering why they had more guys willing to enter than gals. Or is that a reflection of the ratio in these parts? (Somebody said it's 1:7 the other day. Some people are starting to refer to a night at Sam's as "The Sausage-fest ". Not I.) First up in the hot seat were Dave (good bloke from repairs), John (twinnie twin twin) and some guy called Steve. They were squeezed into a couch and looking pretty happy with themselves. On the other end of the partition was Hannah, from London. She was well-dressed and looking very focused. After a round of anonymised introductions from the Host, DJ Foose, they got into the questions. (Picture: Round 1 - the questions begin)

Hannah: "My worst first date experience was in Vegas, where I was asked back for a foursome. What was your worst first date experience?
"Dave: " She never showed."Audience: "Awwwww…"
John: "A mate asked me to the movies and i didn't think anything of it. It was only later I found out he was gay."
Steve: "Duh..."Hannah: "

What's the most romantic thing you've done?"
Dave: "I gave her a bunch of flowers, then we had a picnic on a mountain top while the sun set. "
John: "I once bought a drink for a girl I was trying to get onto "
Steve: "I once slept in the wet spot."

Hannah: "What was your worst sexual experience?"
Dave: "The lighting was bad and where I thought the end of the bed was… well, it was actually shadow. So I kind of put my knee where the end of the bed was… and that ended the night's activities."
John: "I slept with a fat chick once ."
Steve: "I was with a girl and her father almost walked in "

After such quality answers Hannah got to select her date for the evening. Following much heckling and finger signals from the audience Hannah settled on Contestant Number 2 – John. Woohoo, go John!

Dave did get rorted however, being first up each time he didn't have enough time to think of his answer – first off the mark each time. Then again, all credit goes to John – he was quick off the bat and seemed to just have the right comic timing for it.

But remember for all those who fancy john, apparently gay blokes come onto him, is a tight arse and he has slept with a fat chick...

Gday eh


Hey all - we're still alive and kicking it out hardcore intense 1080 sick style...sorry, lapsed into Boarder speak there.

Haven't posted in a while because, well, our room-mate spilt wine on John's laptop.

Don't ask, we don't know either. Rest assured though, lots has been happening, and we'll get it up as soon as practical.

Gem Lake opened...


But everyone knew about it. The plan was to be the first people to ride Gem Lake...there were a couple of things that went against that.

Namely, the incredible amount of people who were in the queue when we arrived.

When we finally got through the horde, Gem Lake was awesome...but I couldn't help but thinking about this sign the whole way up.

Who needs a fridge?


This is the girl's room. Unfortunately for them (fortunately for us) they have no idea what lies behind those closed blinds.

But we do.

It gets better.

We love Canadia.

Proof that John is faster than a speeding bullet:


When wiping out, that is...

If you look closely, you can see John embedded in waist-deep powder.

White party


Despite the fact that it is so bloody cold here, the Twi and Kerno still managed to outdo and impress everyone at the Coors Light White Party held at Sams (our local). Just look at these pictures from that night. Kerno managed to pick these numbers up on his day trip to Kelowna for the shopping.

Needless to say we did have a few drinks before we were coerced into putting these outfits on.

On being Photogenic:


Some photos from our trip can be found at Flickr.

Happy New Year!


La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la LA!
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la la.

Or as it is meant to be sung...

"Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne? "

Happy New Year!

Merry Christmas


So this is a little out of order, but we're laggin that far behind with updating posts that by the time this eventually got up we'd be well and truly into January.

So Merry Christmas, everyone, and to all a good night.

(The story of how we got this tree comes later. Or earlier...I'm not sure)

Arguing about stupid stuff:


This is a random post, created out of boredom, caused by there being so many frickin' people on this mountain - or "the Hill" as they call it here.

So I said that one question my little brother Robert had once asked was this;

"Which goes faster, a bullet or a rocket?"

To which Kerno replied "A bullet, I think. Wait; are we talking about acceleration or about maximum velocity? Because intuitively a bullet accelerates faster than a rocket doesn't it?"

I called him a retard, because bullets can't achieve escape velocity, and he called me a moron, because "clearly a bullet can't sustain acceleration long enough to achieve escape velocity", so I told him to shove it, and he asked;

"Why do we have to be so nerdy?"

I said "I don't know Kerno. I just don't know."

So we went looking - what has the highest maximum velocity?

It turns out it is a rocket - the Saturn V rocket which carried the ill-fated Apollo 13, lead by the very worthy astronaut Tom Hanks, achieved around 8,000 Km/h in stage one, 23,000 Km/h in stage two, and 26,000 Km/h in stage three.

A bullet fired from a common military rifle, meanwhile, will only achieve around 3,200 Km/h.

Nothing, however, acheives a velocity such as that of John wiping out during night-skiing. Yard Sale, anyone?

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