Sunday 16 November 2014

Drinks all round

Just yesterday, I hosted a dinner in my apartment. Only, it was more like a "Trash-the-House" session. First to come was Marik. He brought beer with him. I told him the day before that I wouldn't need drinks of any sort, but he obviously didn't listen. I told him that he would have to drink it all. To my surprise, he agreed.

For some reason, he still kept that strange golden stick with the eye on him all the time.

Next to arrive was Snotlout. As usual, he had at least two fingers in each nostril, a strange feat considering his nose looked a normal size compared to the illustrations in the books.

Soon, the rest of the gang arrived, and the party kicked off. Except that it went wrong right from the start.

For one thing, my apartment was too small to fit everyone nicely inside, so we ended up spending all our time breathing down each other's necks.

Snotlout was already drunk just 20 minutes into the party. I suspect Marik was also drunk when he took this picture.
I don't exactly remember what happened in the end, but it did involve my carpet getting ruined by many of them, particularly Elsa, who for some reason decided to puke all over the floor and not in the bathroom, which was just next to her. I told her that the carpet was of utmost importance to me and that she should help me clean it. Her response, "Hmfnvfhrhrwmprmhrprmhrmvrmhrwmwmm", suggested something.

Of course, the fun started when Marik lost his stick. It made him even more drunk than he already was, and somehow, we couldn't find it anywhere, even though none of us had left the apartment. Finally, he stormed out and drove off on his Harley, prompting the others to do the same.

Dumbest party ever. And it was only 7:30 PM. I called Marik and told him I'd pass the stick to him when I found it.



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