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Dopefish lives!
I've had some funny encounters with Czech booze: Few years ago killed a bottle of some clear - whoinhellknowswhatitwas - booze (obviously self-made) that some random, drunk Czech stranger gave to me. That was rather stupid considering I didn't knew if and how much methanol might be in there - or what else for that matter.
Was lucky. Had a major blackout, woke up under a table of some dude's garage. I was partly naked and no idea what went down or how I got there. It took me some time to realize that someone shaved either a "V" or an "A" (depending on perspektive) in my chest fur.
On a festival last year: Got to meet a chick who politely made me aware that my tie was hanging in my beer (already totally hammered at this point). I said thanks and asked her if she wanted to suck on my tie... Well, one thing led to another and soon later I was at her tent chugging Becherovka in unhealthy amounts.... Here comes the next blackout...
I regain "conscience" and find myself religiously hitting (as in fucking ofc) that chick like a nail in Jebus' cross.
That's when I noticed someone sobbing really hard and loud outside which put me off a bit. So I ask her: "Who the fuck is sobbing out there? Is that one of your friends?"
And she replied: "*moan* *moan* Ah... boyfriend! *moan*"
Was lucky. Had a major blackout, woke up under a table of some dude's garage. I was partly naked and no idea what went down or how I got there. It took me some time to realize that someone shaved either a "V" or an "A" (depending on perspektive) in my chest fur.
On a festival last year: Got to meet a chick who politely made me aware that my tie was hanging in my beer (already totally hammered at this point). I said thanks and asked her if she wanted to suck on my tie... Well, one thing led to another and soon later I was at her tent chugging Becherovka in unhealthy amounts.... Here comes the next blackout...
I regain "conscience" and find myself religiously hitting (as in fucking ofc) that chick like a nail in Jebus' cross.
That's when I noticed someone sobbing really hard and loud outside which put me off a bit. So I ask her: "Who the fuck is sobbing out there? Is that one of your friends?"
And she replied: "*moan* *moan* Ah... boyfriend! *moan*"