I have a liver of steel i tell you. I have been absolutely blind the last 3 night and i feel great. A little tired but still great. Ohh what a weekend! what a weekend indeed. I headed up to Sydney on thursday arvo and shit got reckless from there. As soon as my feet hit the ground, drinks were had. I started off by going to some 'alternative' club called hot damn. We arrived at about 8ish. The rest is kinda a blur. I know that i got kicked out at 11:30ish, just before the bands finished. Too loose man. Way too loose. I'd like to say thats its not going to happen again, but i cant promise that. Anyways got back to the piece of shit we were staying at and threw up. Good times. Then just hung out with my friend Nikki for a bit.
I woke up feeling like a bucket of arseholes (in other words, quite hungover). Sooooo bad. I had to fight it out in Sydney city of all places. Fuck i hate Sydney. So many arseholes. Not a good place to be when your hungover and hating the world. I kinda just lay in a park for a while playing the pokies on my phone. Good times. After this i caught a train down to campbelltown to go visit my mate Mark. Had a mad time too. He had a dinner party at his place. It was really good, heaps of really good dudes there. We partyed hard. Like real hard. Shit got out of hand again. We mad a fruit cocktail kinda thing. We blended the fuck out of a watermelon and then added half a bottle of peach vodka. It was amazing! and at the same time so brutal. May as well of just necked the bottle of vodka to be honest. But anyways a few of us finished that and we were out of it.
What a great 2 days in Sydney though! I definently have to do it again some time. Sooner rather then later. MAD!
Then what happened? Hmm. Oh yes it was finally saturday which only ment 1 thing. ICE HOCKEY!!! Thats right ice hockey. Im not sure if i have mentioned this yet, but i am a season ticket holder of the mighty Canberra Knights ice hockey team. They suck. But hey it gives me a chance to go out, drink heaps of cheap bourbon and heckle the fuck out of some cunts who have done nothing to me. How can this not be amazing?
We were playing some bullshit team from penrith, so i figured we had a pretty good chance to win a game (for a change). So after like 5mins of this game, we were 3-0 down. FML. But we ended up winning 6-4. This game had everything too. Mad skills, good skating and you guessed it, A MAD FIGHT!!! I dont know many better things then to fuckwits going punch for punch on ice. The only other better thing on ice would be two midgets going at it. Anyways by the time ice hockey was done i was blind again and keen to get my party on. Before i could shake my money maker out in some bullshit club, i had an 80's theme party to attend. I half arse dressed like Michael Jackson, but with out the crazy and a kid on my knob. It was pretty fun. Mad tunes as well. Oh and a girl with mad cans on her. Good to see. We were there for a few hours before heading out to the city. I ended up at a irish pub watching a cover band play. They were fucking mad! But i was loose so chances are that if there was a guy clapping sticks together singing the lion king song was up on stage i would of thought it was mad. Although, that does sound pretty cool. Hmm. Maybe i could be that guy? anyways back to my night. We were at this irish place for a fair few hours then headed to some shit place. I took 2 steps in the door and some cunt tried to fight me. Yep classy place. Ohh well shit happens. I hope he flips his beat up holden. Cunt. Anyhoo i had a few more drinks and ran into a few mates from high school. It was pretty cool. OHH FUCK. I just remembered there was these 2 fat people going at it. It was fucking walrus sex. So gross. But yet i couldn't look away. Either could the 20 people standing behind me.
So all in all it was a pretty great weekend. I would do it again.
Rule: tacos, when people cook for you and ice hockey fights.
Suck: Fat chicks, Fat dudes and fat dogs
Saturday, August 8, 2009
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