Australian Geologists sure can drink

Yo bitches, and especially mah home boy Jono to the Y to the A to the H-zay reversay-bizzle!

Got drunk last night at a pub called Lefty O'Douls on Geary Street here in San Fran, and my drinking buddies were none other than 12 geologists from Australia. The main bloke I chatted to was a research student at ANU in his final year. I now have contacts in Canberra! Yay for me...
Sadly, the only name I remember is Trev. By the end of the night, everyone's name was Trev. It was just so much simpler that way.

PS, you bitches better be coming to the par-tay at Jaz's place on Friday lunch, or I'm gonna kill someone. Jono, you're excused because you're physically incapable of coming due to that gargantuan elephantine cock of yours being in Mt Isa. And "apparently" (quotation marks) the rest of your body is also attached. *shrug* Who knew?

...'sif you'd miss a pissup for WORK. Bah humbug.

Oh, and I got you three a present each. I hope you like pirates. HAAAARRRRR!!!!!!!

...wang.