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Tuesday, September 7, 2010
another night offtap
so i was in Cairns for a weekend a friends 19th birthday party weekend of booze and crazyness. after two days of drinking and visiting .. places where women were naked, we ended up at some club called the Woolshed, its insane, backpackers table dancing half naked = win. after about 6 hours there i lost my friends and the last thing i remember was walking out the front door. i woke up in a maxiTaxi with about 6 other people. i managed to sting some words together in a comprehend-able sentence "where are we going and why the shit am i in this taxi" and someone replied, "the international airport".. we arrived at the airport and they all left which is about when the taxi driver asked if i was getting out which i had to reply 'no' as i had no idea why the fuck i was there. she managed to figure out where i was staying (thank fuck one of us could) and took me home to the apartment we were at. to this day i have no idea who the other people in the taxi were or how i ended up in it on the way to the airport. story. finished.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
some back stories. Pt1
so i have decided to enlighten you on some of my more dubious escapades.
so it was a friday night out on the town. we started at some houseparty and ended up as you do, heading into town. i think it must have been a pretty epic night. last thing i remember was being thrown out of a club... 3 times, the bouncers musta been shit. i woke up in a bus stop with no wallet or phone and no memory of anything. i had to jog back to my friends house as they were leaving for work soon an my keys were at their place. anyway a few days later my dad called me at home and said that some dude had contacted him about finding my phone and wallet, awsm, yeah? Bonus was my wallet still had all the cash and cards in it. Turns out he had found them on a beach about 50kms north of where we were partying and to this day i have no idea how that could be possible. true story. bro.
so it was a friday night out on the town. we started at some houseparty and ended up as you do, heading into town. i think it must have been a pretty epic night. last thing i remember was being thrown out of a club... 3 times, the bouncers musta been shit. i woke up in a bus stop with no wallet or phone and no memory of anything. i had to jog back to my friends house as they were leaving for work soon an my keys were at their place. anyway a few days later my dad called me at home and said that some dude had contacted him about finding my phone and wallet, awsm, yeah? Bonus was my wallet still had all the cash and cards in it. Turns out he had found them on a beach about 50kms north of where we were partying and to this day i have no idea how that could be possible. true story. bro.
27/09/10 out?
so last night was pretty cool. had dinner and beers at a pub and watched an AFL game, not the huuugest fan of the sport but was kinda fun. ended up getting a text from some mates who were going to a concert so we all hid behind the back fence on the hill watching for free drinking goon. ohh the joys. finished off at about 4am at a friends friends friends place. good times.
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