Wilson's b'day

GUESS WHAT I'M BACK
I'm trying to not fall more than a year behind blogs, so it's like a snails race with myself to see how incompetent I am
kind of like the gray vs red bar on youtube kinda thing
in an ideal world I would actually be up to date with blogging but you know c'est la vie we can't always get what we want can we nope

today we celebrated Wilson's 20th birthday laidback style (at his own request) and so we had a

I'm weirdly proud of that gif
speaking of gifs there will be many in this post
you'll see

so Judie & I arrived at Jess' house, the sun was setting
the view's pretty nice you can see the city

& we headed on in and err'body was getting ready to make us some tacos
but ONE THING
as we looked around Judie noticed the meat and she was all like "has the meat been seasoned beforehand" and everybody was all like "nope" and it was an unredeemable tragedy and the night was ruined and nobody ever ate tacos again

okay you're right that didn't happen, instead we went out to Woolies and bought some more ingredients to do tacos the right way

in the meantime those left behind were struggling to open jars

and eating nachos

the taco team

we headed over to another section of the house to use another stove (I forgot if this is the neighbours' part of the same house or not, or if it was another house) because we weren't cooking fast enough for all our hungry bellies and we needed food in us like, now

the return of the duck hoodie

these guys playing Settlers of Catan
I've not played this game yet
it looks scary and strategic. well, mainly it just looks strategic and that scares me because I have no concept of forward planning

Wilson mashing up avocados with a pair of kitchen scissors

and yea the tacos were finally ready, so we sat around and dug in
oh but first Wilson and I ran over to his house to use the oven because Jess' oven was kaput and we needed to heat up these taco shells like really badly

and we played with our food making duck faces
Pringles are the bomb no joke
this version of the duck face includes food so it's obviously a much better version of it

well except for the next photo, that's a really bad version of it

Judie made these heart cupcakes, it's a new avant garde version of a normal cake where it's divided into equal portions before cooking
I don't know what I'm saying I just noticed that if you look at the next photo it kinda looks like one cake with a bunch of candles in it
one multicellular cake
amoeba cake

right? no? okay
wait before we get to the cake lemme backtrack a bit to this moment:

Caf and I tried to emulate one of those Awkward Family Photos
feat. my bad Photoshop
sorry, it was taking too long to Photoshop it and I was like "TOO LAZY UGH"
I thought I'd add a fake background to make it more accurate
but here's how it really went down

uhhhhh
yea

so we lit the cake and got Heiman to fetch Wilson from the couch where he was having a little grandpa snooze
it's important as we age to look after our health

Judie's "SUCCESS" face

Heiman was lying on the floor barking at Jazz
this is a transcript of how the conversation went:

Heiman: [strange dog voice] "uauaaRARA"
Everybody: stops talking because there was a weird noise and it could be an axe murderer or god knows what strange thing
Heiman: "raurraaraRAAARARA"
-everyone realises Heiman is the source of the weird noises-
Caf: "oH MY GOD THAT SCARED ME...oh mY GOOOOO-"
-people start talking again-

Wilson: "no paparazzi pls"

another successful heart cupcake
and now begins the GIFs
wherein a certain percentage of the participants were sober and a certain percentage were questionably sober and well we just went from there

and now some group shots
I really feel the need to focus on one individual person at a time

sombrero

and we ended the night trying our darndest hardest to make all signs of our necks disappear

I personally reckon Wynne won this competition LOL 
but there were all kinds of chins happening, double chin, triple chin, 10 chins, 100 man chin army, you name it, it's in that gif

and thus ended our taco party

"Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow."
 - Shakespeare (& me), on the subject of tacos (probably)

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P.S. I apologise if this blog entry is the most bizarre and unnecessary thing you've ever read the lesson learned is don't blog on 3 hours of sleep