Happy Birthday Jesus

So Crimby day came as it does the same time every year. Depsite my apprehension it turned out to be pretty darn good. Housemate Ryns' mum and dad had kindly invited us round for the day and this prooved to be great. For a kick off the house was one of the nicest I've seen. Secondly, we were provided with enough quality food to feed a small army. Thirdly, the reason I know it could have fed an small army is because Ryn's dad, Alan, told me, and he's some kind of CIA, SAS, FBI, type mafia geezer. His nickname in the special forces was 'Mad Dog.' Need I say more? You know Robert De Niro in 'Meet The Parents?' Yep, that's him. They've even got the same bloody cat and it's been trained to be a killing machine.

So the day time was spent exactly how I like it: watching the DVDs people have got as presents, reading, snoozing, eating, checking grandma's still alive after her 8th nap of the day and lounging around by the pool. Night time saw Alan De Niro take us into his workshop to show us his array of guns and other artillery. We also had some giggles pretending to sniper neighbours through the night vision goggles. It was all good fun until the lie detector test...