Vicky’s Party

So this Saturday me and Skippy went to Vicky’s 30th birthday party. The twist, this was a jungle party. I had a great time, and I’m sure everyone else did too.

Though lessons learnt of the evening; you can enjoy playing with hand puppets whatever your age, conga lines don’t work in spirals, no matter how nice it is Rob’s punch is DEADLY and you get less strange looks dressed as a panther when going round Tescos than you do if you wear a velvet cloak in Swindon!

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