oh dear...
i have a bad feeling, that after friday and saturday, sunday might be rather painful. i survive that far at all.
i just received a series of sms messages planning out saturday. heh. looks like there is a pre-party with the good ole boys of the boozing society in the very heart of helsinki, followed by a night out in a wanky helsinki night club notorious for all its wanna-be-famous ppl. and knowing these old drunks, there will surely be an after party as well.
i am dragging out at least one shit hot female thingie, miss s with me, and it seems quite likely that there will be another excellent example of finnish beauty miss m joining in with us. the more the merrier. and i can assure you, bunnies, that after a soaking in heavy vodka marinade, these ladies are v. good value!
heh. that reminds me. last july, i was pissing up with miss m and one of her best friends. the plan was just to show up at her friend's place, drink a sophisticated glass of wine and continue to a nice and sophisticated night club, have a drink or two and head home. right.
after gawd knows how many bottles of wine, we're still sitting at the kitchen table, in our underwear, skulling down wine straight out of the bottle and talking abt sex. i consider myself being pretty fucken frank, but hell, these chickies were making even me blush.
eventually we dolled up and headed to the city. the night itself, after we left miss m's friend's place, was a total catastrophy. but i have to admit that looking back the next morning, it all seemed a lot better: i woke up between two half nekkid, absolutely fucken stunning women and a drop dead gorgeous guy. heh. good shit i tell you.
let's see what happens this time, bunnies.
i just received a series of sms messages planning out saturday. heh. looks like there is a pre-party with the good ole boys of the boozing society in the very heart of helsinki, followed by a night out in a wanky helsinki night club notorious for all its wanna-be-famous ppl. and knowing these old drunks, there will surely be an after party as well.
i am dragging out at least one shit hot female thingie, miss s with me, and it seems quite likely that there will be another excellent example of finnish beauty miss m joining in with us. the more the merrier. and i can assure you, bunnies, that after a soaking in heavy vodka marinade, these ladies are v. good value!
heh. that reminds me. last july, i was pissing up with miss m and one of her best friends. the plan was just to show up at her friend's place, drink a sophisticated glass of wine and continue to a nice and sophisticated night club, have a drink or two and head home. right.
after gawd knows how many bottles of wine, we're still sitting at the kitchen table, in our underwear, skulling down wine straight out of the bottle and talking abt sex. i consider myself being pretty fucken frank, but hell, these chickies were making even me blush.
eventually we dolled up and headed to the city. the night itself, after we left miss m's friend's place, was a total catastrophy. but i have to admit that looking back the next morning, it all seemed a lot better: i woke up between two half nekkid, absolutely fucken stunning women and a drop dead gorgeous guy. heh. good shit i tell you.
let's see what happens this time, bunnies.
2 comments:
You do realise that you have just described every man's wildest dreams...minus the bloke of course.
Again I know you are scribing this in manner just to titilate and shock.
If you continue in this manner I will require photos.
Kiwi
Hey buddy, It sounds like you are having a tops time back home! That specail type of sandwich you described sounds very interesting. Take care and we shall meet up when you are back in Oz.
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