Well, I had to make a heart wrenching decision today.
After many, many years together, it's finally over.
As a rule, sharing this information on a public forum isn't normally on the agenda but being overwhelmed, what can be done.
For the last time in it's life, unfortunately I had to finally turn off the
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Gas on the Beafeater Barbeque.
That ol' Barbie had been with me for years and years and had knocked up many a mean feed including Mud Crabs and Goose Satays, and now it's fcuked.
She was starting get rusted out from the salt water boiling up Mud Crabs and then the ignition turnout stopped working which meant that it had to be lit with a cigarette lighter and then of course you'd get the hairs on the back of your hand torched which was pissing me off.
So anyway, the daughter noticed that I had become severely withdrawn because the ol' barbie was fcuked and suggested that we go for a drive to Bunnings.
On the weekends they've got these fund raising events there as well a sausage sizzle that the various community mobs do for the benefit of the kids.
No worries, we had a Bunnings sausage and a can of coke and the shock of the ol' Beefeater Barbie kickin' the bucket was starting to subside.
After we had a feed and a drink, we went for a look inside and then we saw these brand spankin' new Jumbuck Barbies for 130 Bucks with a hood.
You fcuken beauty, I want one.
So here she is.