Classic Australian Wooden Power Boat Association

This pics is screaming out for your funny captions

Well Jeff my motto is if you give it you have to take it, I haven't given you any yet so watch out, I had my chance re the various self inflicted burns and bruises but the plumbers crack when un hitching the trailer should of been taken, my mistake in going easy on you, watch next time mate!

Chivs wrote:Well Jeff my motto is if you give it you have to take it, I haven't given you any yet so watch out, I had my chance re the various self inflicted burns and bruises but the plumbers crack when un hitching the trailer should of been taken, my mistake in going easy on you, watch next time mate!

OK, so I'll have a go ..................
Chivs, is that Uranus behind Jupiter, or is that your head ?
Bob

Bob bobby mate cock! Remember the breakfast photo? That weird poo is now going to be posted asap, for every ones info Mr walker the phantom who sleeps and gets to drive everybodies boat maybe not Greg's anymore has crumpets with peanut butter and tomatoes every morning WTF? Got the photographic evidence to post soon, thanks bob

Straight to the top of the class with your caption Bob. Totally unbeatable. Friggin funny mate. All the "missing prop" connotations just don't cut it after your effort.

Beat you to it Chivs, sorry.

I was just stating the obvious Hooks. Hope I didn't offend the lad. Have to say but, and I'm not sucking up to him, he did a fantastic job piloting Jupiter over the weekend.

Thanks Bob, respect!

But I believe the words from the commentator were YOUNG LAD from Tasmania showing a great performance of boat handling skills with the balls to match !

Chivs,
I used the word 'piloting" for good reason. At one stage you were so high I though you might have to contact the control tower for permission to land.

Might be time to change your profile picture Chivs, sounds like the days of semi-displacementing (yes that's a new word) around the waters in Tomboy are behind you!!!

And on the topic of Jacki (Mrs Greg), I think I taught her a few new phrases towards the end of the night at Narrandera last year, but I'm buggered if I can remember what I said. All I can recall is that at one point she was sitting right beside me in fits of laughter, then the next minute she upped and moved about 3 seats away and sat back down next to Greg, and would hardly look at me!!! Bloody sheilas eh? Can't live with em....can't, ah, what's the next bit?