She could've shot me

But she didn't.

I missed Iris' party last night.

Because I had to go to Brisbane to spend one last time with my cousins.

I really thought she was going to get upset with me. But thank God, she didn't.

It was her twenty-first for crying out loud. I knew it would be a big thing.

But having to miss her party and going to Brisbane made me realise something.

I get along great with my cousins. Even the one who went on hiatus for a seven years.

We went clubbing. Did everything and get pretty drunk.

We went to the Casino to play Pokies. I won one dollar and I was pretty happy about that.

We then went to the bowling and bar in the city. Played Daytona and pool and drank vodka and tonic, Victoria Bitter, red wine and Cruisers.

After an hour or so, we went to a strip club. Yes, with my cousins.

We drank Heineken, Corona and Kirin.

We stayed at the strip club for a couple of hours and we decided to go to Hungry Jack's for a night cap.

After eating, we lined up at the taxi rank which took a grand total of one hour. Talking the entire time, we talked about the kinds of TV shows we watch.

From Lost, Amazing Race, Survivor, Prisonbreak, Family Guy and American Dad.

The whole night was good fun.

I told you before I was a proud cousin.

I'm more prouder for having connected with him.