I expect some torso-convulsing laughter out of the four guys that are in these pictures when they are first seen. For the rest of you, I’ll try and explain at least some of the funny shit that is going on here. And at the least, you should check out some of the movies I mention below. All of the pictures are hyperlinked to the originals.
The entire batch of pictures is available elsewhere, so peruse them at your liesure. But allow me to relate a tale or two that may hold your interest.
In the few days I spent in Belgrade, I learned a couple of good tricks from my travel buddies. From Aussie Danny, I learned the old “offer-the-cheek, take the lips” bait-and-switch kissing technique. As you can see from the following picture, which was taken half-a-second after the kiss, it worked pretty damn well:
Incidentally, Danny also provided us with one of the sweetest pick-ups/jokes/intros that I’ve ever heard. I anxiously await to practice his bit on some random American girl. Oh, and my other buddy from Belgrade, Edd, taught me something even more valuable that I won’t share here. But’s let’s just say that it was mose useful in Amsterdam and required a lighter and some papers.
On our walk home from night two (or night three?) at Oktoberfest, Greg picked up a girl that we call The Hunchback. We really don’t understand how she ended up coming back to the hostel with us. But, given the painful amount of beer that we had consumed before we met her, it is no surprise that the evening had a few black holes. But we were able to piece together a few tidbits from the evening:
- Greg wanted some bad.
- Someone (the people she left for us?) called her The Hunchback. (Maybe this is why she left them?)
- Greg was not above bedding a hunchback. (At one point he actually said to her, “Why don’t you just stand up straight???”
This dude at our hostel drank an entire liter of beer in one go right there in the hostel bar. That alone makes him my anonymous hero of the trip.
Those beer chicks can hold a lot of beer. We saw one coming out with 12 liters in her hands. This picture, taken on her next round, has her holding ten:
And, lastly, two of the movies of which you’ve heard so much. Note my voice. Observe our idiotic actions. And witness the beer everywhere. Good times.
- Clip 1: Rich shows us his ass from the liter of beer that was poured on him. Mr. Hyde (AKA Evil Rich) almost made an appearance that night from this one incident. And you can briefly see a glimpse of this nefarious fellow when Random German Dude sticks his head into the shot. As Rich said to him later, “Fuck you, and fuck your German friend!”
- Clip 2: General asinine behavior and my voice at its worst. Listen for our ubiquitous catch-phrase: “To Poland!”
I don’t know who that guy is, but it’s not me :).