ATTN:

attention: please dont read the last post. after a few drinks that is some whack shit.
so anyway... yesterday arvo me and tom went to the pool. we swam for like for hours because i havent had a swim for like 2 months, not even a bath, so i forgot what i was missing. then when we went to the changerooms we thought we would have a shower. so we both start heading for the same one, but tom gave me a push to the side, so he got in first. i was like whatever. and started walking into the next one. it wasnt until i was 3 steps into the cubicle that i realise there is an old hairy naked man standing there(for some reason he wanted to share his body with everyone and hadnt closed the door) soaping up his hairy chest. i let out an "eeeeew" and pretty much dived out of there, but couldnt get the image out of my head for many hours.
when we got back me and tom started drinking, and as you may have gathered from my previous post, cal and jarryd stayed home.(jarryd is a bit sick)
so me and tom polished off a 1L bottle of smirnoff before we left so we were well on the way, by the time we left the backpackers.
it was a pretty good night. we started at the world, and had a few teapots. when i went to the toilet at one stage i had to squeeze past a few blokes. as i muttered 'scuse one of them recognised my accent and let out a round of ozzy! ozzy! ozzy! to which i replied oi! oi! oi!
we then went to winnies. it was a good vibe. we hit up the d floor, and they started playing jump around by house of pain. so the whole crowd was jumping in unison which was cool.
then something strange and scary happened in the toilets. i was having a whizz, in the tray next to 2 other blokes, and i was on the end. then some guy comes out of the toilet(who was a wog), and next minute he starts yelling at the guy on the end "did you take a picture of my shit?". i started laughing quietly to myself thinking this guy is whack, but then the wog pushes the other guy and says "well. did ya?" the guy says "mate, i dont know what the fuck your talking about" then the wog just punches him in the face. i stopped laughing and was thinking this guy is really whack. then the wog moves on to the second guy and repeats the question. the 2nd guy says no, but the wog calls him a liar and punches him in the face anyway.
now im starting to shit myself knowing im next, and this guy is pretty big, so no-one is fighting back. but thankfully the first guy has left, and someone, not knowing the situation, has replaced him. the wog turns his attention to him and im thinking haha suck it. the wog doesnt even ask the question, he just pushes the new guy head first into the wall. then he says "did you take a picture of my shit?" the new guy goes "mate, i've just come in to have a piss, i dont know what the fuck your on about". the wog seemingly didnt like the tone in the new guys voice so he cops a punch to the face also. meanwhile, number 2 is leaving so i cut my remarkably long wee short(even though it stings when ya do that) so i can walk out positioning myself so i am sheilded by number two. as were leaving the bouncer is going in, and a few moments later the wog is getting thrown out, and the bouncers dont care how many walls you get pushed into on the way either.
then i went and found tom and apparently he was watching from the doorway as well. then we go back on the dance floor to continue getting loose.
we finished off by going to fergburger and subculture, getting home about 5:30am.
it was a cool night.
im out, of control like the wog