Friday, October 5, 2007

When beer starts to taste like shit




I have reached a milestone!!! I can tell the difference between shit beer and good beer! Mazel Tov to me!

I was sick of not drinking (for a whole 4 nights!) so picked up a 6 pack at the local Nacht Winkle. It was pretty expensive, 5 euro for 6 cans. Me and Christina went to Joanna-Gallagher-Look-Alike's residence where Macho Portugese also lives.

He told me all about his bullfighting. Actually. Bull. Fighting. Apparantly, it is 'better then sex'. Various other Gems that came from his mouth this week are:

"Irish Girls are the Ugliest Girls" Told to an Irish girl

"She needs to gain some Kilos on top" He claims he was not refering to her breasts.

"I don't like big breast either though" He's basically Goldilocks.

"Girls are not satisfied when we lie or when we tell the truth. They are impossible to please!". Um..no they're not, your just kinda an ass.

Then we drank. Tall Netherlands was there for a while as well.

We went to a so-called philosophy party. I managed to sneak in my shitty beer, (thank you Christina's purse) but one got taken away by the "bouncer" aka, a 5'7 guy in a striped polo. It was fun. Lots of dancing. My glands still hurt, so I couldn't crazy rock out.

Don't even get me started on the music they have in clubs. It is RARE to hear a hip-hop English song. They play the weirdest English music, like songs from the 70s or something that I have never even heard of. It is usually not grind-your-ass beats.

Cotton-Eye-Joe was a song they played. AND NO ONE KNEW THE DANCE. Was I the only one there who went to bar mitzvahs circa '98?

Instead, they had these weird German/French songs where everyone in the club would like dance in a circle or put their arms on each other. I think it must have been there 'Summer of 69" songs.

Then we went for fries and went home.

Joanna-Gallagher-Look-Alike wanted to steal a bike. She's turning Belgian. So she tried out all the bikes to see if they were locked. She found one that wasn't, but the wheel was fucked up. The place where they rent bikes actually ran out of bikes, so what's a girl to do?

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Ah Cotton Eye Joe! I just found out this year there is a second dance step routine for it. Crazy.