Hello again everyone,It is Cameron, having taken over the duties as cheif blogger, it is my responsibility to share with you some sweet parties we went to in Buenos Aires. This is us at Emanuel's house. He is in the middle in the blue, the guy who looks 30 but is actually 21. Some one bought some whiskey to the party and we were told it was some of Argentina's best and was here in our honour (the next day we saw it at the supermarket for 10pesos). These are some before and after shots of us drinking it. The reason we are smiling in the second one is not because we are happy with the taste, we are just happy to be alive.
At this point in the night it was about 3am and we thought this was a pretty sweet party, then we left Emanuel's because it wasn't actually the party, it was just pre-drinks or something. So we turned up at what can only be described as a mansion, where there was a door man, WITH A LIST. We wern't on the list. But we did some quick talking and apparently no one is on the list.
These rad pictures are of people dancing to one of the two DJs at this party. There we at least 200 people there.
But out of those people at least 3 of them were infact robots. The middle robot is Bruno, his robotic body was affected the worst from the whiskey earlier in the evening and if you pay close attention to the first photo you will notice that he is drinking water or motor oil not whiskey.
This is Me, Nicolas, Penny, Marco and Craig. I havn't dribbled on myself or anything, it is the result of plunging my head into an ice bucket as the result of a lost bet. See below.
We generally stay up long enough for the trains to start running again so we save money on taxis. What is even more amazing is that this was only Friday night, so on Saturday we went to an even bigger dance party at an even bigger house with an even bigger door man. Instead of having beer just around the place in buckets, this place had a bar. It was awesome. But my camera ran out of batteries, which is lucky because it would have blown your minds
These are just some other photos of the night, the first is Emanual argueing with me over a paper scissor rock game, next is Nacho and Emanuel, below is Nicolas me and Marco doing some more sweet moves on the dance floor. The last one pretty much sums everything up. Yep, it is a horse wearing a gas mask....
7 comments:
Nice blog bamb, love the pics! (and I totally picked Marco without reading his name first - go me!). Hope all is going well and you guys are enjoying your last week or so! Off to Charl's flatwarming this weekend, hopefully there will be no roof antics! Talk to you soon, love bant xx
Just a quick comment so that you know we are looking at the blogs - it's great to see all the photos and hear some of the stories - I'm sure there are many more.....
Looking forward to seeing you next week, love Mum
Hey Cam look like some pretty sweet parties sorry I havn't really email or anything but i've been reading all your blogs and things. Looks like great fun can't wait to see you.
Bill.
Sorry slight spelling mistake on last comment ("Hey Cam look like...")
Man looks like those robots were pretty scary. Lucky therte was not enough motor oil hence they lack of attacks (at-axe). Buscemi Battleship has released some new tracks (tr4x) but cannot publish them due to lack of gigabytes (megahertz). One is called "the computer is really talking". It actually isn't but is meant to be a double entendre or a play on words as the music sounds like a computer but is actually produced by a person. Do you think they sell the 1.5m long massive pillows in NZ? If not may you bring one home.
Countinue to max out, and "kick it"
Lolorofl, B.Battleship
cam, did you sort out marco for urinating on you? i couldn't quite gather a conclusion from your ramblings.
regards, sam.
results of urination left very much inconsisive. sleeping in the shower with clothes resolved everything.
cameron
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