anyone for Barnacle Bill's?

that's what we had for dinner tonight. Crumbed fish and salty chips that oozed grease from all directions. Prawns that said 'eat me!' but forgot to mention the 2 billion kilojoules it was pumping into you. greeeaaaaaat.

The reason behind the fast-food-dinner occasion was the presence of our family friends. Another factor of this completely perfect night (or downside, whatever floats your boat) was the kids that came with it, ages ranging from 5-11. After tonight, I reaaalllyyy want to work with kids.

In case you're not very literate and haven't picked up my hint of sarcasm yet, here's something completely serious; a list of activities the 3 boys got up to tonight.
- getting themselves locked in the toilet, and screaming until my Dad came to the rescue
- stealing dessert
- tapping people on the shoulder every 3 seconds, only to copy what the person said
- whined until I let them use my facebook account to play games on

i'm not completely frazzled with sheer frustration. fml?