Her last words i heard her mutter as i was hanging off the chair trying not to drool from all the laughter were "Klomp dronk gatte - julle mans is almal die selfde "
How to make a Chicken Flatty, the easy way
My Wife could not understand what i found so funny in this story.
Her last words i heard her mutter as i was hanging off the chair trying not to drool from all the laughter were "Klomp dronk gatte - julle mans is almal die selfde "
Her last words i heard her mutter as i was hanging off the chair trying not to drool from all the laughter were "Klomp dronk gatte - julle mans is almal die selfde "
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It's times like these when having a softness around puts a dampner on the fun.
A man has a need to be able to get together with his mates, stand around a braai, drink copious quantities of beer, scratch his nuts, burp, and all you get to eat is what in on the grid, no vegetables, the odd roll perhaps. Nothing tastes better than eating boerie straight off the braai, or that steak,
, or boney chicken snitchel pizza, brilliant 
A man has a need to be able to get together with his mates, stand around a braai, drink copious quantities of beer, scratch his nuts, burp, and all you get to eat is what in on the grid, no vegetables, the odd roll perhaps. Nothing tastes better than eating boerie straight off the braai, or that steak,
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Stand Together
Fully agree with Morph.
Need to stand together with your mates more than once in while. Our "flattie" is an unbelievable, but true tale. Something you can just experince with boesem buddies.
Need to stand together with your mates more than once in while. Our "flattie" is an unbelievable, but true tale. Something you can just experince with boesem buddies.
Okay Morph for president, Gadget logistic planning, Ranger the presidents cook. Eish Tstosi you remain the gardener! No seriously these blokes are a total hoot. I was supposed to be there and bring some soda water for the whiskey's, but the logical side of me kicked in and I decided to go home to my softness and kids. DAMN I missed a party of note.
Guys next time I'll bring the turkey!
Guys next time I'll bring the turkey!
Skid wrote
Eish. After a few brews one seems to get moerse clever. Can't for the life of me understand why I never thought of this method before. It's basic mathematics . One chicken (whole) plus one grid flat. Now repeat: Chicken flat chicken flat chicken flat chicken flat beer beer chicken flat chicken more beer and VOILA! THE WHEEL. Round chicken + flat grid x wheel = Chicken schnitzel pizza ( crunchy).
Let me know and i'll lone a bulldozer from some construction site next time.Guys next time I'll bring the turkey!
Eish. After a few brews one seems to get moerse clever. Can't for the life of me understand why I never thought of this method before. It's basic mathematics . One chicken (whole) plus one grid flat. Now repeat: Chicken flat chicken flat chicken flat chicken flat beer beer chicken flat chicken more beer and VOILA! THE WHEEL. Round chicken + flat grid x wheel = Chicken schnitzel pizza ( crunchy).
I sometimes get confused............But i'm not sure
Hey Ranger as they say....... we could take this whole scenario to the next level. We could get the "Guiness" book of records envolved...OR and I mean OR...... JACKASS!!!!! Do you realise that ... we could be famous and reaping in $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$!!!!!!!!!!!! But for the final we have to brand Tsotsie's arse with the grid so that he's got the squares to prove it's legit! Eating the bird smiling! Hmmmm maybe an old Landy's treads! 
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Ok Gents.
There has now been some serious repercussion to this weekends escapades. As all know this started on saturday when we left for Loeriesfontein. After a nivce trip there and dropping the bush baby carcass off at boet's place and having that fantastic lekker potjie(Boet, freeze some of the potjie and airmail it to Morning Star man!), we got hold of some liquid refreshment from the Makro at Loeriesfontein and duly started our trip to Langerbaan baan. It's langer cause we been there.
We will not discuss langerbaans happenings here as there are dear friends involved and although they are already psychologically screwed(am i allowed to say screwed here?), it may just finish them off if others found out about it. We laid over at the tsotsi's place which he bought from all the inflation in zim. We left for the fairest cape on sunday and that is where the whole flat fish, i mean flat chicken thing started.
And this is now where my story starts. The refreshment acquired so far out of town has now made history in town. As luck would have it I forgot about the cooling container in the back of the car. Now I drive a Tucson suv and as most of you who owns such a fantastic car, the back seats can be put down to allow for fishing rod's etc to be packed in. In this vehicle, the back seat is split so you can choose which side or if you want to put both down.
As luck would have it my manager and my bigger boss wanted to do an inspection somewhere and due to the fact that i pay more then them combined and obviously had the bigger vehicle we decided it was best we use my car. So the manager got in the front seat, arrogant sob and the bigger boss in the back seat.
Both were commenting on how lekka the car drives when this Gauteng Person (the nice description) hit's heavily on the brakes in front of me. Now this car has fantastic brakes so anything not battened and strapped down will come a flying if you are heavy on the brakes.
Luckily everyone was strapped in but unluckily not the beer cooler. I had left the left hand seat down as i was ferrying some spare parts for the bird. The next moment this beer cooller smartly slid forward onto the seat next to the big boss and the lid fell of.
I just heard the a comment from the back to the effect of" Holy dinges, we should have employed you a long time ago, this is the best frickin service ever" Needless to say i just received a raise, and it is only my 5th day on the job.
The moral of the story is, you wanna get rich quick, stick with the morning star boys!
P.S. Tsotsi, Morph, Mike and Ranger, there is a case of beers, minus 1, at my place that needs to be finished.
There has now been some serious repercussion to this weekends escapades. As all know this started on saturday when we left for Loeriesfontein. After a nivce trip there and dropping the bush baby carcass off at boet's place and having that fantastic lekker potjie(Boet, freeze some of the potjie and airmail it to Morning Star man!), we got hold of some liquid refreshment from the Makro at Loeriesfontein and duly started our trip to Langerbaan baan. It's langer cause we been there.
We will not discuss langerbaans happenings here as there are dear friends involved and although they are already psychologically screwed(am i allowed to say screwed here?), it may just finish them off if others found out about it. We laid over at the tsotsi's place which he bought from all the inflation in zim. We left for the fairest cape on sunday and that is where the whole flat fish, i mean flat chicken thing started.
And this is now where my story starts. The refreshment acquired so far out of town has now made history in town. As luck would have it I forgot about the cooling container in the back of the car. Now I drive a Tucson suv and as most of you who owns such a fantastic car, the back seats can be put down to allow for fishing rod's etc to be packed in. In this vehicle, the back seat is split so you can choose which side or if you want to put both down.
As luck would have it my manager and my bigger boss wanted to do an inspection somewhere and due to the fact that i pay more then them combined and obviously had the bigger vehicle we decided it was best we use my car. So the manager got in the front seat, arrogant sob and the bigger boss in the back seat.
Both were commenting on how lekka the car drives when this Gauteng Person (the nice description) hit's heavily on the brakes in front of me. Now this car has fantastic brakes so anything not battened and strapped down will come a flying if you are heavy on the brakes.
Luckily everyone was strapped in but unluckily not the beer cooler. I had left the left hand seat down as i was ferrying some spare parts for the bird. The next moment this beer cooller smartly slid forward onto the seat next to the big boss and the lid fell of.
I just heard the a comment from the back to the effect of" Holy dinges, we should have employed you a long time ago, this is the best frickin service ever" Needless to say i just received a raise, and it is only my 5th day on the job.
The moral of the story is, you wanna get rich quick, stick with the morning star boys!
P.S. Tsotsi, Morph, Mike and Ranger, there is a case of beers, minus 1, at my place that needs to be finished.
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