This was the ‘rock’ bar Soundgarden in Amsterdam on our last night. We got amusingly leathered and generated some deep philosophical chat in between finger-cleft sprays of Stu’s vomit. I recall calmly passing him an empty pint glass to contain his rainbow outbursts on the way to the toilet without breaking conversational stride.
Then when the extremely pissed-off barman arrived to ask questions I turned round to catch Stu’s blatant lie, “yeah, one of the guys playing fussball came over and was sick and then they left in a hurry”.
Totally straight-faced, totally unbelievable. Great picture though.
06-Nov-03 at 4:11 pm | Permalink
ah, the stories.
This was the ‘rock’ bar Soundgarden in Amsterdam on our last night. We got amusingly leathered and generated some deep philosophical chat in between finger-cleft sprays of Stu’s vomit. I recall calmly passing him an empty pint glass to contain his rainbow outbursts on the way to the toilet without breaking conversational stride.
Then when the extremely pissed-off barman arrived to ask questions I turned round to catch Stu’s blatant lie, “yeah, one of the guys playing fussball came over and was sick and then they left in a hurry”.
Totally straight-faced, totally unbelievable. Great picture though.
12-Nov-03 at 4:27 pm | Permalink
Rainbow outbursts > Stu, you truly are an artist, as much as Aaron is a poet. *cringes*