Yeah... Andreas was visiting me here in town this Saturday, so naturally we went out for "Glorious Night of Epic". Andreas proudly displayed a new knife he bought back home in Örebro, we both love "toys" like that! 
This picture kinda symbolizes our friendship, lol. It's Andrea's new knife on top of the book "Bro Code". Iz funnee coz we're BRO'S! 😀 (The Monster-can is just there because Andreas is addicted to the stuff.)
On a sidenote, he just found a knife in the store back home today, he sent me an MMS with a picture of it (next to his own for comparison) and asked if he should buy it for me:
It only costs like 20 bucks. WANT!
But moving on to the MISSION REPORT!
A mutual friend came over to drink with us, we call him "The Russian" because his dad is a millionaire with his own Russian oil company (yes, I know we're a pretty odd bunch). He failed miserably because after we had been drinking for a while I decided to spray him with a can of deodorant for some reason. He got all paranoid and thought the stuff got in his drink, so he went and poured it out in my sink. Or rather, he poured it out in what he THOUGHT was my sink. The plumbing has been removed for at least a decade, so as he poured it out that vodka-sprite mix ended up on my floor instead. 
Also, the bastard tried mixing vodka with COKE, but that is besides the point and we smacked him in the head for it.
So we decided to head out, but when we got to the local bar it turned out this old classmate who Andreas doesn't see eye-to-eye with was in there. Andreas started snarling and reached for the knife which he had hidden inside his coat, and since I didn't want to see any face-stabbing that night I suggested we should grab the Russians car and drive out of town instead.
Said and done. We drove around listening to "Scatman", while the Russian was hanging out the window and yelling at everyone we drove by - as if the choice of music wasn't epic by and of itself. (also, don't worry, we had a sobber driver)
Eventually we got home to the Russians mansion, but we weren't ready to call it a night just yet. The Russian is even more terrible with teh ladies than I am, so after a drunken argument me and Andreas decided we should help him get laid. We actually found these two girls who thought the lot of us were just epic, and after talking for a while we started "selling" the Russian with as good an image as possible. We mentioned he's a rich lil' kid, and one of the girls literally said "Oh? Ka-ching!"
They were completely sold when he picked out his cellphone with voice recognition, where you speak a person's name into the phone instead of calling the person's number. Money means power, and power is sexy. Neither me nor Andreas could see how this could possibly go wrong at this point.
But it's the Russian, he was completely oblivious to the fact that he was about to score. Suddenly he just said "Well, I think it's time for me and my friends to start moving again. Nice meeting you ladies."
I facepalmed so hard that it hurt. I escorted the Russian away from there while Andreas lingered to get the girl's numbers. He's a bit of a ladies' man, he always ends up with at least two numbers every time we're out. XD
Ah well, at least the night ended well for Andreas. 😛 I headed home pretty soon after that, and as always I woke up with the traditional random sign next morning. I just realized the pic is extremely dark, but it's in my room:
Sign says "for sale", and it's referring to house sales. It wasn't another construction sign for once, I'm actually proud! Not really sure where to put it though, because it doesn't fit in the chest where I keep all my other signs.
But eh, that's a problem for another day. I shall leave you for now. Here's the video of the day! It's made by a Canadian fellow who recently moved to Sweden. He enjoys pointing out the fact that he's now actually surrounded by even worse lunatics than back home. 😵
Also, the clip reminded me of Brent; that's the main reason why I post it. 😀
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Eh, and I guess... here are a couple more Advice Dogs. For good measure!
This picture kinda symbolizes our friendship, lol. It's Andrea's new knife on top of the book "Bro Code". Iz funnee coz we're BRO'S! 😀 (The Monster-can is just there because Andreas is addicted to the stuff.)
On a sidenote, he just found a knife in the store back home today, he sent me an MMS with a picture of it (next to his own for comparison) and asked if he should buy it for me:
It only costs like 20 bucks. WANT!
But moving on to the MISSION REPORT!
A mutual friend came over to drink with us, we call him "The Russian" because his dad is a millionaire with his own Russian oil company (yes, I know we're a pretty odd bunch). He failed miserably because after we had been drinking for a while I decided to spray him with a can of deodorant for some reason. He got all paranoid and thought the stuff got in his drink, so he went and poured it out in my sink. Or rather, he poured it out in what he THOUGHT was my sink. The plumbing has been removed for at least a decade, so as he poured it out that vodka-sprite mix ended up on my floor instead. Also, the bastard tried mixing vodka with COKE, but that is besides the point and we smacked him in the head for it.
So we decided to head out, but when we got to the local bar it turned out this old classmate who Andreas doesn't see eye-to-eye with was in there. Andreas started snarling and reached for the knife which he had hidden inside his coat, and since I didn't want to see any face-stabbing that night I suggested we should grab the Russians car and drive out of town instead.
Said and done. We drove around listening to "Scatman", while the Russian was hanging out the window and yelling at everyone we drove by - as if the choice of music wasn't epic by and of itself. (also, don't worry, we had a sobber driver)
Eventually we got home to the Russians mansion, but we weren't ready to call it a night just yet. The Russian is even more terrible with teh ladies than I am, so after a drunken argument me and Andreas decided we should help him get laid. We actually found these two girls who thought the lot of us were just epic, and after talking for a while we started "selling" the Russian with as good an image as possible. We mentioned he's a rich lil' kid, and one of the girls literally said "Oh? Ka-ching!"
They were completely sold when he picked out his cellphone with voice recognition, where you speak a person's name into the phone instead of calling the person's number. Money means power, and power is sexy. Neither me nor Andreas could see how this could possibly go wrong at this point.
But it's the Russian, he was completely oblivious to the fact that he was about to score. Suddenly he just said "Well, I think it's time for me and my friends to start moving again. Nice meeting you ladies."
I facepalmed so hard that it hurt. I escorted the Russian away from there while Andreas lingered to get the girl's numbers. He's a bit of a ladies' man, he always ends up with at least two numbers every time we're out. XD
Ah well, at least the night ended well for Andreas. 😛 I headed home pretty soon after that, and as always I woke up with the traditional random sign next morning. I just realized the pic is extremely dark, but it's in my room:
Sign says "for sale", and it's referring to house sales. It wasn't another construction sign for once, I'm actually proud! Not really sure where to put it though, because it doesn't fit in the chest where I keep all my other signs.
But eh, that's a problem for another day. I shall leave you for now. Here's the video of the day! It's made by a Canadian fellow who recently moved to Sweden. He enjoys pointing out the fact that he's now actually surrounded by even worse lunatics than back home. 😵
Also, the clip reminded me of Brent; that's the main reason why I post it. 😀
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Eh, and I guess... here are a couple more Advice Dogs. For good measure!
