Last night was my farewell bash. It was awesome. It was a pot-luck byo spectacular at the Slo's place with about 25 biologists and biochemists from Dalhousie Uni (which is where Slobro works). Everyone got stuck in despite it being a Wednesday and some of them meeting with a multimillionaire the next morning to ask for money because they are so professional etc etc
When the party had been whittled down to about eight I figured it was time for "Khe San".
I put it on and explained what was happening during the verses. Then I engaged Martin, one of the Czech guys, as my demonstration partner for the choruses.
We stood up. Martin said "But I don't know de wards."
I told him it didn't matter.
And it didn't.
Dear Slobro and SloSister-in-law,
Thank you very very much for putting me up.
I have bought you a present.
I have hidden it somewhere in your house.
It looks like this:
Inside are these:
Before I have ninja skillz, you will not find it for ages, so I have stashed it sideways to ensure that the "Sampling of the Delights of French Red Wine" will not spoil.
Adios, me hermano y me sister-in-lawo.
PS I have stolen one of your towels.