Tonight we will have a gig after a million years. I feel good about it, some don't. Anyway, it's good to be back on stage. Porx will have his first gig with us as well. If anybody is reading this, come and check us out! We suck (more) without audience.
Could someone shut Sass the fuck up? We are not fucking glam!
After another night with a couple of beers and a million foosballs in Krooks we returned home. On our way, some TIGHTER hedge blocked the road. Some minutes of scrabbling and the car was parked 3m from my front door. Some hogs and Mait left with a 3AM wake-up-horn. Fucking assholes we are.
By the way. Meu has grown up a little bit. Who hasn't met him, it's about time.
Meu, back in the day.
Brave little bastard.
Hungry little bastard.
Greedy little bastard.
In the morning I found out that Mait got himself a little job. His mission was to clear 10 hectars of field from snow. No, he didn't manage it. In fact, he just got his car out from snow just an hour ago and I highly doubt that he's gonna try it again. WELL... TOO BAD FOR THE FIELD OWNER. MAYBE NEXT TIME YOU WILL ORGANISE YOUR 9 YEAR OLD SOCCER CHAMPIONSHIPS DURING SUMMERTIME. Or a snow plow TRUCK...
Metal invaded some field. Fuck.
A little help? Please?
ANYBODY?
In conclusion - läks veits lappama. See ya!
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