Well fellas, I’ll be honest with you all. Last weekend when I came down to Brisbane I told everyone that I came down especially to go to the Qld Cobra monthly breakfast at Sanctuary Cove. Well that ain’t the whole truth. I kinda also bought my very special girl a rock which completely diminished my ‘special go fast parts for the Cobra’ bank account.
Now before you all thinking I am looking for attention here I am not because this whole story has a moral.
As you can probably guess I am not ‘wrapped’ in the whole preparation for the big day ceremony (apart from the Cobras leaving the church) but to my surprise my girlfriend knows me to well.
Today she went to the newsagency and bought a few thousand wedding magazines which doesn’t worry me as long as I don’t have to read the bloody things or choose what colour the writing on the invitations is. However she left one particular magazine on top of the rest. It was called ‘Queensland Wedding Venues & Services’. It had a plain black and white cover with a RED COBRA jumping out at me.
And she caught me opening the bloody thing to have a closer look.
All she said was ‘we saw that Cobra at breakfast the other day . . . remember the one with the number plate FANG IT’.
I know a trap when I see one, well I thought I did.
