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The ICC's party planners prefer the same jokes, and the same stories

You're great, Afghanistan, and you tell good stories, but we want the same old boring dribble.
Roar Guru
7th March, 2015
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I was at a party, though it wasn’t meant to be a party originally. Originally it was just going to be two of my best friends and a few other mates, which was fine.

We’d get along, talk shit, have a go at one another, with usually a couple of the younger guys getting the brunt of it.

But we decided to open things up one time and invite some new people around. The most picked on guys would usually hang around them when we weren’t having a party.

And amazingly those new guys brought the party to life. We began to realise that we’d had so many of these parties that had just dragged on and on and become stale. These new guys brought new jokes, new experiences, and different stories that just livened everything up.

I met this one Irish guy who was just such a good dude, laid back but hard working, earnest and funny. If you put me on the spot right now I’d have to say he was a better and an even funnier dude than some of the original crew.

There was this Afghani dude that was at the party and he had just the best stories. He told me this one story about how he had come from nothing in his war-ravaged country to just get to my place. A truly incredibly story. And you could tell how much it meant to him just to be in the position that he could go to a party like mine. He made me realise why people even throw parties.

These guys couldn’t stay long though. My new Irish mate hung around for a while but he knew he had to turn in before we truly finished partying. I can’t be certain but I’m pretty sure I saw one of my best friends give him the stink eye as he was leaving. And keep this under your hat but I swear I saw him take some money from his wallet while he wasn’t looking too.

Anyway, it was a truly great party. I’m not going to invite them next time though. My two best friends and me decided that when all was said and done they really took away from the same jokes, the same experiences and the same stories we had been telling for years.

Couldn’t have that now could we?

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