I’d love to say that last night was one for the books but I didn’t make it out of my hotel room. Got belligerent off tequila and passed out around 10.
People had sex (obvi)
Sam pissed on the floor
I punched Wes
A fire extinguisher got let off in a bathroom…then we took it
Tom had nasty shower sex
Tom started this nasty sex session on the bed…beside the sleeping Sam
Got a noise complaint at 8:30pm
Peter projectile vomited on the walls too
But we got our full deposit back and we all fit into the beds. No boost.
So this tree planting shiznit has been pretty baller.
Minus the day I wanted to kill people’s families, pack up and go home but its all good now.
Finished our contract three days ahead of schedule so that means:
4days off
back in Sudbury and the Cardinal Motor Inn to get drunk as FUCK
all you can eat sushi
having a loaft day
probably some Jamaican Hot-boxing
sex
who knows what will happen when you’re a tree planter…but actually
(photos are on their way)
You need to do the Sausage Challenge - Mike
Holy mother of tits. So this kid Wes and I polished off a full batch of caribou Lou last night.
I was drunk as fuck to say the least. Honestly don’t know HOW I didn’t die.
Ps if you think you drank and had a lot of sex….you’re wrong. You’re not a tree planter. FYI
By far