Ah, the bullfruit of relationships! It’s amazing how many of you sidled up to the bar when it came to finding alcoholic ways to slam your mates, future mates, and ex mates. martian-venusian harmony relations be damned, eh? We’ve only … Continue reading
Ladies and Gentlemen, the bar is open. Sit the f*ck down, shut the f*ck up. You’ll get the drinks in a minute – but if you don’t quieten down, I’ll throw ’em at you.
1. Wonder how you can shoe-horn a link into one of your posts 2. Realise that with his greater guest-week experience, your co-guest has chosen a much better theme than you 3. Get over your theme-envy by just stealing his … Continue reading
Ah, me. The sweet scent of celebration is in the air today at Uborka, as an eager and thirsty huddle of well-wishers from both sides of the Atlantic Ocean gather together to raise a glass in honour of Krissa‘s and … Continue reading
Pete torches some defenceless spiders.
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We are all out of new guests. We need more. Or the same ones again. Please, I’m begging you to volunteer, otherwise Uborka will fade away into nothingness. In fact, you’ll be delighted to know that there is a rematch … Continue reading
INT. THE SAUSAGE AND CUCUMBER FREE HOUSE – EVENING The pub is quiet for a Friday night and only a few of the regulars are in. In the corner, PIX huddles over an empty table and pulls her coat tightly … Continue reading