We were trying our damndest on what was to be our last night in London to find something exciting to do because none of us really got to experience the city to any fulfilling extent, most of the time was spent lamenting over how hard the exchange rate was raping us and figuring out how to get out of there. So we decided to hop a bus to Picadilly Circus, one of the more happening districts, to see what we could find. We wandered around trying to find a club to go to, saw the London New Era Flagship store, and were about to give up when we saw a sizeable crowd qpproaching, this looked promising, so we inquired about their destination, and it turned out to be a large group coming from a hostel headed towards some club. We joined them and Joel was instantly befriended by a fellow named Erik. Erik quizzed Joel about where he thought he was from, Joel guessed England-a wrong answer that was met with the response "Poopy". Turns out he was from Sweden, which was further affirmed when the quite inebriated Erik prompted Joel to come up with villain names for the both of them. The conversation went something like this.
Joel-I don't know
Erik-Yaws
Joel-Yaws?
Erik-Like from James Bond
Yaws
We followed this group led by a short Portuguese man who was somehow able to make everyone around him join the group. We were heckled by other promoters along the way who demanded to know what club we were going to. We finally got there and it was pretty ill, I had a lot of fun dancing till two in the morning, but unfortunately the stars did not align, nor did the weak become heroes. The club was full of the same bullshit as real life where all the girls are attracted to the older guys and the morons. Despite this, it was a lot of fun. More to come soon, this post was created on a French keyboard and costed Glenn two Euros so you had better be happy. Hopefully more posts soon on the following subjects
Babyface
Banksy
Bikes
And much much more!
8 comments:
Sounds like you guys are having a blast! thats shitty about the raping due to the exchange rate but it happens. good to hear you guys got out fine and are now in France. adios
greetings you bunch of gangbangin bitches from bumfuck,Idajo. Now that we're all well aware of how fucked up the exchange rate is, embrace the reality and deal with it like men. You don't have to have a good time to have a great life.
watching the river flow in Astoria, Oregon.....
Liam and Judy
The same piano loops over and over and over again.
I'm so jealous... I miss you guys. I think you'll all be happy to know that I just bought FIVE live Amon Amarth concerts on DVD. 7 hours of metal. Holy shit. I love you guys
Your two Euros weren't wasted.
Q. Why don't guys like to preform oral sex on a woman the morning after sex?
A. Have you ever tried pulling apart a grilled cheese sandwich?
You guys went to a club! i'm so proud...
On the subject of bikes:
Wear helmets.
That is all.
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