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Off Topic: THE WEEKEND
#201
Posted 18 August 2005 - 1:54 PM
I'm looking for a new car this weekend. I think my current one is on it's last legs. I was driving down the motorway on Tuesday night and when I came to the end some guy stopped in front of me, got out, and politely told me that my exhaust was hanging off and sparking on the ground as I was driving X-D
#203
Posted 26 August 2005 - 9:45 PM
Well was gonna get loaded but now going for the cheaper option of Josh Wink in fareham! http://www.punchfunk.com/
#204
Posted 26 August 2005 - 9:49 PM
same here i was going to go but.... its a mate 30th birthday on sunday. sham cos i was well up for seeing happy mondays and flowered up!!! still josh wink should be good, i remeber seeing him at subliminal sessions in ibiza a couple of years back and he blew us all away. the boy had some technical tricks up his sleeve when i saw him. you should be in for a treat!!
I'm a fuckin doughnut
#205
Posted 26 August 2005 - 9:54 PM
sneakerbeater Escribi�:
josh wink should be good, i remeber seeing him at subliminal sessions in ibiza a couple of years back and he blew us all away. the boy had some technical tricks up his sleeve when i saw him. you should be in for a treat!!
Im glad you think he is worth seeing, its a mini festival for 12 hours for �15, which isnt bad. Saving for bigger events later in the year, u never know what else the chems or any other top dance dogs may be planning!
#207 toomuchstash
Posted 26 August 2005 - 10:16 PM
lessee... in about half an hour whirly is picking Darkstarexodus up at the airport, we're gonna hold him hostage until Canada withdraws all it's troops from Slovenia... tmrw night we're gonna go up to LA and party like rockstars (throwing up and catching social diseases)... the rest of the time will be spent layin on the beach and listening to PTB
#208
Posted 27 August 2005 - 6:21 PM
toomuch'stash Escribi�:
lessee... in about half an hour whirly is picking Darkstarexodus up at the airport, we're gonna hold him hostage until Canada withdraws all it's troops from Slovenia... tmrw night we're gonna go up to LA and party like rockstars (throwing up and catching social diseases)... the rest of the time will be spent layin on the beach and listening to PTB
X-D
Darkstar is in da house. My son has a new friend for life, keeps calling him Tony Hawk and thinks we're adopting a big brother for him to play with/torture.
It's all good!
be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle
#209
Posted 27 August 2005 - 9:50 PM
I NEED A GOOD PARTY.
But nooooo.
You would thing living in Amsterdam would be good for partying and stuff but unless you like 15 year old girls showing off their butts in mini skirts drinkin breezer and dancing to 50 cent with a purse underneath their armpit , it quite sucks.
But nooooo.
You would thing living in Amsterdam would be good for partying and stuff but unless you like 15 year old girls showing off their butts in mini skirts drinkin breezer and dancing to 50 cent with a purse underneath their armpit , it quite sucks.
#215
Posted 28 August 2005 - 7:12 PM
As for the weekend, 'stash and I are holding Darkstarexodus hostage. Took him for a drive around Los Angeles, watched him blow money in Amoeba Records, then went to a club afterward, came home and stayed up way to late.
Today, it's all about feeling burnt around the edges but not giving a crap because you're at the beach. Well, hopefully we'll get to the beach... Everyone's still asleep til god knows when. :P
Today, it's all about feeling burnt around the edges but not giving a crap because you're at the beach. Well, hopefully we'll get to the beach... Everyone's still asleep til god knows when. :P
be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle
#216
Posted 05 September 2005 - 9:37 PM
On Saturday (a bit retrospective but what the hell) I went out for my birthday proper, and we had a bit of a pub crawl. Only 3 pubs, the last one being the usual (my mate's local), and I still felt sober when we left the 2nd pub at half 9. A bit miffed that I was still sober, me and Kate (a friend of mine; my best mate's fiancee's sister) decided to do a few shots when we got to the next pub at 10. Then about 5-10 minutes later the barman (we call him Fran coz he's a spitting image of the Travis frontman) brought me a shot glass with some clear liquid in it. I asked him what it was, he just told me to drink it. I must have been a little drunk at this point, coz I smelt it, and immediately thought 'ugh' - it smelt of aniseed. I necked it, and was pleasently surprised that it had a sweet aftertaste. We later decided it was probably Sambuca, but we'll never know (unless I ask him X-D ).
About 5 minutes later, it hit my like a ton of bricks, it was really quite intense - a bit like coming up 8O and from that point on I was off my face. A bit later my mates thought it would be funny to pour salt in my hair, taking it in turns (God knows where they got the salt shaker from). After chasing my mate round the pub a couple of times trying to 'persuade' him to stop it, I sat down again. He was outrunning me everytime coz it took me a bit to get up. So next time it happened I just swung my arm round and hit him in the chest. Or what I thought was his chest.
Turns out it was the barman's chest, I must have caught him off guard but he didn't seem to flinch (it was a pretty good hit as well). Probably coz he's a karate instructor, forgot black belt, this guy rips on them. So I went into full apology mode, thinking he was completely innocent, but in retrospect, knowing him it was probably him that time any way. At close we decided to get burgers to avoid what would have been a monster hangover, and apparently I kept falling over but I don't remember any of that. To be honest, I don't remember a lot, but I do remember that the evening was one of the most fun I've had for a very long time.
Plus I wasn't too bad in the morning, which was a miracle considering how wrecked I was. Felt a bit s*** first thing, snoozed for a couple of hours, then got up when Kate left her room. Walked round the shop for milk, still feeling a little green, had a cup of tea with 4 sugars 8), and I was right as rain after that. Top night :D
About 5 minutes later, it hit my like a ton of bricks, it was really quite intense - a bit like coming up 8O and from that point on I was off my face. A bit later my mates thought it would be funny to pour salt in my hair, taking it in turns (God knows where they got the salt shaker from). After chasing my mate round the pub a couple of times trying to 'persuade' him to stop it, I sat down again. He was outrunning me everytime coz it took me a bit to get up. So next time it happened I just swung my arm round and hit him in the chest. Or what I thought was his chest.
Turns out it was the barman's chest, I must have caught him off guard but he didn't seem to flinch (it was a pretty good hit as well). Probably coz he's a karate instructor, forgot black belt, this guy rips on them. So I went into full apology mode, thinking he was completely innocent, but in retrospect, knowing him it was probably him that time any way. At close we decided to get burgers to avoid what would have been a monster hangover, and apparently I kept falling over but I don't remember any of that. To be honest, I don't remember a lot, but I do remember that the evening was one of the most fun I've had for a very long time.
Plus I wasn't too bad in the morning, which was a miracle considering how wrecked I was. Felt a bit s*** first thing, snoozed for a couple of hours, then got up when Kate left her room. Walked round the shop for milk, still feeling a little green, had a cup of tea with 4 sugars 8), and I was right as rain after that. Top night :D