Sounds like the voice of experience :eek:,
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Stevo
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Had to attend a corporate "authentic" dinner in KL a few years ago. Too scared to eat the food (food poisoning had been culling the group in the days previous) so I spent the night with the other corporate black sheep with my back to the wall, drinking anything that came with a sealed cap, watching the less experienced or less fussy members of the group dancing and whatnot (:eek:) with these girls (it was hard to pick the authentic one's).
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry half the time. Needless to say there were a few bashful blokes at breakie the next morning.
Here is an image for you Vlad. Those hand toys where the balls swing and hit together. Clackers aren't they.
Or see how many spins you can do on meatspin.com:twisted:
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