A group of us had all headed to Camana bay to watch the Super Bowl in one of the restaurants offering an all you can eat BBQ. Josh had headed home after work and being all too familiar with his usual routine of walking in through the front door and passing out, I wasn't convinced that he was going to cycle all the way back to join us. However I was proved wrong when he rocked up an hour later, although he did confess he wasn't interested in the game he was just wanting to ingest as much food as physically possible for his $25.
After his first round of food Josh disappeared for a few moments, before reappearing and declaring:
"I just washed my hands in the fountain because the queue for the bathroom was so Goddamn long."
"I guess bathrooms are too mainstream anyway...Was there soap there too?!" I asked, unphased by his latest act of weirdness.
"Nah, there wasn't but it smelt kinda like chlorine so I'm guessing that will work."
Fuelled by the all he could eat BBQ, Josh proved to be full of ideas as he then suggested:"Poppy let's empty your purse and fill it with ribs and pulled pork to take home!"
If the thought wasn't disturbing enough for any girl, I don't even eat meat so the idea of carrying the remains of dead animals around in my designer purse was not one that exactly filled me with joy.
Meanwhile, Josh R had consumed what can only be described as half a cow next to me and proudly announced: "Letting me pay $25 for all you can eat BBQ was a bad idea, they are going to lose some serious money." With all the boys trying to outdo each other with how much food they could consume, I was beginning to think I was the only one who had come to watch the game...
