the megasuff and other curiosities
Friday it was time. The sufferer of the last weeks / months, will probably remain unmatched for a long time (I'll give my best so far is that it is not;))
flew from Germany metalnews.de-colleague with stina discloses a wanted her boyfriend, the next day at the inferno-kick-off concert at John Dee sing a song as part of the cover band called motørhead-bomber. the two then I first picked up by the airport and she wanted to feed uuunbedingt same elm street, I was once a monster and have them bag and baggage accompanied then. The chili burger was very tasty, I must say. then we went home to me in the first hall of residence in order to store the suitcases. Patzi also came from Kristiansand, just one day earlier than planned. friends for a bit of decent warm we went off to the first Pakistani to Møller (which can be an ass already still so hold out the hand, he lays the rueckgeld killed die on the bar ...). after a few beers before hitting the rock revealed grølte in. Along the way, even the whole time his one-motørhead song, he should perform Saturday ... in the best-mannered lemmy. "WE ARE THE ROAD CREW" I say as only, hehe. of the rock in we wanted to take the night bus, but as we all still pushed total carbon vapor, we are only in the 7 / 11 and then again to invite kebab. and then by taxi home. and I felt that I forward crouching, and then in Norwegian, say he will drive us dortunddorthin and all the back should not say word, so he does not notice that we are from out of town and NEN detour runs (should piss occur at these greedy for money ...). funny: the complete journey over NO ONE has said a word, haha. arrived home we went into the kitchen further. joined us yet marte my roommate who just came on the last night bus. stina went straight to bed, beard babbles with marte and I had somehow bock, at four in going to see. So I grabbed Flask NEN jægi, the last beer and so it went with the Sognsvann Patzi high. was quite cold and snowy, so we went over the lake first went to the small island. because we are "intoxicated" were, in the moment we have not thought about it, so that we could actually break, and then drowned miserably would be safe. but fortunately, not happening) (?). and so we are on the ice for half an round the lake and then again went ashore to end the round. was genuine. snowy, foggy zugeeister see ... and as a heavenly rest ... warning back at the dorm disclosed nor marte in the kitchen ... and when I was in my room to get cigarettes, I realized that was not disclosed and there ... exactly, he had to say "disappointed in the bed". So I had to pull out the Flying Dutchman from the first bed martes, hahaha. naked. I would not see so much but ... was no different. at least he then had such a bad conscience, that he was sober the next day completely. I had him at last in bed at stina, we went for Patzi and me on. but Unfortunately, the beer was empty. So we stood with the nose of the disc in front of kiwi, which has set off for the lucky at exactly nine. Now in the morning to nine two sixpack of beer and toilet paper ... The cashier thought certainly not the best things of us in the moment ... ;-) Well, seis drum. back in the kitchen with us gabs flatmates, two beer, NEN small Snakkers just woke up with two that were at breakfast and at eleven times we went to bed ...
up at seven in the evening on Saturday, so we were in the ass. get up after the first gabs then a counter-beer. And that has, fortunately, so I had no skull too heavy.
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on they went to John Dee. and there was then - at least for me - the next weekend alcoholic. bart remained sober the whole day, no wonder he still had big plans. in motørhead-cover band bombs at the ex-were immortal-caw Patzi Abbath and I was a little late, but just right for one-song-of experiencing disclosed. his microphone was in contrast to that of Abbath at the following songs, unfortunately, a little too quiet, in my opinion. and therefore came his brilliant lemmy agree-unfortunately not really see across as they would have deserved it. nevertheless quite nice to see the bombers, even though I certainly never something like NEM will motørhead fan-... Hammerheart, the band then was less worth seeing. glatzkøpfige fat sack of the micro- Suspenders with satyricon-shirt and white remembered (...) more like a place 80-years-onkelz-concert-goers to a metalsænger. and anyway: the cover songs of the (extreme) metal classics were not really good. What was? no idea.
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