

Author: <span>peter</span>
168 posts
I always dork it up with Stella.Â
“STELLA!!
STELLA!!!
Can’t you hear me yella?!
You’re puttin’ me through hella!
Stella…STELLA”
Major points if you know/knew that without the use of google.
It’s good when balls have an arrow on them, to show which direction they are suppose to go


Took off at night to capture the trash madness that is the Scandic booze cruises. Regular trash people doing regular trash people things. Moms with kids in tow shaking (or at least rocking) her body back and forth way past midnight with the sole purpose of impressing the right one who, may or may not be there this weekday morning.

Later I met the gay guy again, the dude from the entry below (post below) who once again tells me he’d just swallow. It seems he finally got why I (and no one else) slightly giggled about the cigar talk. He’s very excited about this now gotten funny joke and wants to try it out on other people too. Thus the trash circle has transpired genders and sexuality, and I’m all happy.


Thanks random lady that took the photo, for letting us now when you’d snap.


I have a 100 yen glasses theme going

A fake beach complete with chlorine, no sand and lots of fake but deadly rays. I’m missing a fizzy Mai–tie.



The ocean turned from one shade of pretty to another.

Gay guy in the cigar room, smoking a cigarette, gave me this unintentional freebie:
“I can’t smoke [those] I’d just swallow”. The thing is that that really was unintentional on his end. No one was moved. Not him, not my mom, not the trash “boys” and their gangs around the room. Not the old men, not the alco-moms, no one.
IÂ love going on these trips.

Shopping booze unlike a boss





The lazy approach to getting a glow going
The world seen through a pair of 100 yen glasses



All these happy people. Could only mean one thing. Fart jokes.







Such a tasty breakfast each day. I’ve done nothing to the colors – the tomatoes DOES pop your retina if you stare right at those supersaturated things


Poland is all win.

Out to get fuel for our “commie night out”. “Sausages in one hand and vodka in the other” like in “the happy days”.


The awesome result.

Climbing up this watchtower got us the view in the pic below



Love the lizard queen


This honey-beer goodness makes me cry rainbows of joy, sends me into a shivering frenzy to later explode my brain with pure ecstasy leaving only but a shell of a man.
And it’s such a shame I only brought a few back.


Yub nub

While bbq it up with Jonas this dear fellow dropped by like in some Disney movie. Except Snow-white, Cinderella and random princes were all trash.






The dude. Das Abiden.



Took 3 takes to get it right. People around me were real sports about it. Or drunk.

Look at those crazy kids go. Unofficial embassy pool party. Turned trashy.

…afterwards everybody was kung fu fighting.