Last night got pretty freaking intense. One of the craziest nights in a while for me. It started at about 4.30pm when my beautiful date and i headed out to my mate Shane's house to hangout for a bit. It was pretty cool, besides the cold weather. We were only there for around 30mins before making a bit of a trek down to the southern cross club. I threw a quick $20 into the pokies and lost it (piece's of shit). Again we weren't there long before the bus rocked up. So we all piled into this bus and i was starting to get pretty excited to go to the ball.
We arrived at Parliament house and all headed up stairs for pre-drinks. I met up with a whole bunch of mates, who may i add were looking great. I started off drinking some shitty white wine, but eventually found my way the the beer. Smashed a fair few in the half hour we had. My friends and I had made a request to get our own table. But no. We got fucking gipped. So we all had to sit with random people. Gay. We had this blonde bitch on our table who was obviously menstraighting (spelling?) as she acted like a cunt. Nikki (my date) and I made the best of the free beer and wine as we kept to ourselves. This nice lady ended up sitting next to us so it guess it wasn't all bad. After each meal we went and hit the dance floor to make dicks of ourselves. It was really funny. The food was pretty average this year i thought, nothing was really my cup of tea. But hey, i wont turn down free food. Plus the free beer made up for it. We ended up leaving the ball at like 10:30? Give or take? I'm not really that sure as i was pretty wasted. We headed to the labor club for some more drinks and pokies. It started off really well but went downhill pretty damn quick. While minding our own business some drunk fuck trips on someone and starts mouthing off at us. We pretty much ignore him for as long as possible until one of us snapped. Which in this case was Shane's brother Steve (the crazy bastard). So Steve more or less runs at him and belts him a few times. At this point i realised that Nikki knew me too well and grabbed me so i would not get involved. Pretty good thinking on her behalf. Well done.
So they get kicked out and the stupid fuck continues mouthing off. He starts telling us how he is a kick boxing champion. What a cunt. He got the shit kicked out of him. The only thing he would be the champion of is cock smoking. Or holden driving. Bet he has a southern cross tattoo as well. Anyways his mates drag him away and we stay to chat. 10mins later this fuckhat returns and is mouthing off again. At this point i was really wishing that i had some type of firearm so i could just shut him up. Nothing really happens from here, just a whole bunch of shit talking. So we leave and head over to kingo's (this is a mad irish pub, good tunes and pints). We are all pretty relaxed from there and just kinda hangout. Unfortunately some drunken idiot starts shit with Nikki for no reason. So i figure we would be the grown ups and go home. Good idea as well cause i got to watch Armageddon. We had a mad taxi driver for the trip home, so i gave him a tip. Cause I'm a nice guy and all. Last 3 cab rides, all Aussie drivers. Should of bought a lottery ticket.
All in all it was a great, loose weekend. Special shout outs to Luke, Shane and Marcus for being crazy drunken mother fuckers!
Anyways Merlin is about to start, and watching that is a little more important then doing this crap.
Gods speed.
Rule: Kaz Ball, watching idiots get the shit kicked out of them and entourage.
Suck: warm beer, children and animals that leave hair everywhere!
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