Monday, February 18, 2013

Bome #2

Epic blast time with Exx, Sull & Mare. After halfen hauer we were fucked up and in tears when in the bus station. We decided to take a trip to Gen. When we got there, the walls were all trippy n shit, and we tried to play table tennis for 3 seconds. It didn't work out too well, the first shot was straight into the gentleman's room.

Afterwards, we tried just to throw the ball, because it seemed that there were more than one. 

In the smoking room. all we could do is talk about everything that is completely bullshit for a normal human being.

Sull sebin'. 

There was this guy sitting next to us with his laptop and he didn't seem to be disturbed in any way. I think that he was some kind of data collector what this thing does. In other words, we are the lab rats and he was surveying us and taking notes. Anyway, whoever he wasn't he was a total dick, because when I was like totally in my own bubble, some lady came to clean the table and I asked who the hell was that, and then the guy told that these guys would like to know who you are, so he put me (us) in a really awkward situation. I apologised afterwards for bad behaviour and we were so fucking releaved. After a 4 hour trip that seemed like 8 at least Mare left (probably because Sull put a smoke on my shoe and it didn't fall down, so we decided to take a picture, but there was not enough light, so I told him to adjust the lamp on the wall, so the light would shine on my shoe, but Sull fucked up and broke the lamp. It fell off the fucking wall.).So we went to Krooks soon, cause we were hungry as fuck. But when we were about to leave the place, I saw some epic hipsters in the other side of Gen and I thought that I'd be fun to watch them and get a culture shock. So when we got in, that place was fucking cool. Why are we always hanging in the smoking room, when there is a fucking paradise right next to it? We decided to sit down and play Alias.

When everything seemed to be set, we found out that there were no buttons. I found some chips on the floor, which were our buttons and the game could  begin. Or could it? Someone realised that 4 players is needed to play Alias. Fuck. 

Well, it was late anyway and we were still hungry as fuck, so off to Krooks we went. Luckily, even when the bar was closed, we could get in and got ourselves 2 loaves of bread. Oh the joy. We were so fucking happy again. Even the most positive song started playing from the speakers. If I was a girl and wanted to get laid, I wouldn't buy hungry guys alcohol or anything. Just a loaf of bread would work.


BREAD!

Cry a lot.

After the most pointless chilling @ Zav we were still hungry as fuck, so off to Sull's we went.

We fried potaters for like 1 hour and they were still raw. No way that boiling them first and frying them afterwards would have made things so much easier and quicker. And then... it was death. Nothing to do, drink or smoke. Luckily some girl who came along from Zav lended us her credit card so off to gas station we went. As we were on the bus full of fucking doughnuts (little kids, on their way to school) some gilf started talking to me. "Going to school, huh?"
"No, we're on our way to buy a pack of cigarettes". The gilf was shocked, and told us that it's expensive. Whatever. When we got back, death continued and we didn't do shit 'til Sull left to school and we crashed home for some sleep. Anyway, the trip was fucking eeepiccc.

Saatuse mängud #1

Re-make 2. From the beginning as beginning can get. Let's hope this time we're gonna make it. 


Let's go. Let's hope it's gonna snow.

The Protag.

Fucking the place up.

Rež 2. The Lebo Rež.

Pussylicking time.

Wall, floor. What's the difference.

That sneeze-activating furball -.-.


Fuck rails. That... Thing... Did it's job. 80%.

The Famous book. Cover.

The famous book. Back.


Sunday, February 10, 2013

Drinking days#17

 So umm. Ain't got much to say again because being fucked up is a busy job. I'm fucking lagging when I walk. I'm gonna take a break from this.

Something like 9.30 @ Sull's.. Still up. Decided to continue with the day. Exx came. With Worms.  

Something like 10:00.  

All riiiiiiiight

Got some sleep before the gig. Didn't really help. Risko was on my way to Heaven, so I got extra. The gig was a disaster again. Mait walked off the stage. Soon Stacy too. 3 drunk assholes jammed a final song and I was on my way to Risko again. You know, just to go and try to forget. Not so all riiiiiiiiight.

Meh, just pizza monster hiding under the snow. 
http://lyndit.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/big_companies_are_like_pizza_the_hut-300x225.jpg
This guy.

Risko cleaning up after cooking some meth ya! 

Wakey-wakey, Rem. 

Friday, February 1, 2013