We have a braai, barbecue to you.
it involves all the men hanging around the fire talking shyte, drinking beer and general pissing contests, while the women do the same while making salads and garlic bread.
They have to be the most un sociable thing you can ever do and because it takes hours to light the fire, get it to a perfect cooking temp and then only cook the food, chicken takes foreeevvveeerrr. Then everyone gets p1ssed coz everything took so long and someone usually ends up falling over or even falling in the fire. AND then the women start fighting coz this ones SO looked squiff at that ones arse and the kids were caught p1ssing in the Koi pond and the milk tart got squashed deliberately by some one who forgot to bring desert.
Then some git has to get his latest toy toy out, like a helicopter or an AK47 or something and start showing it off while we run for cover forgetting that the meat and chicken is burning on the fire, AND then some one gets out the latest coolest drink like Patron or orange flavor witsblits with naked girls on the label and you could run a turbo Gixxer on the stuff. So then people get really blotto and family members have to be called to take them home and we get shat on for letting them get in that state.
Needless to say, they never end well.
So what do we do, we schedule another one for month end so we can kiss and make up
