I NEED TO TELL YOU THIS STORY.

[EK WAFFLR]

So, last weekend, (12th to 14th of July), me and my chum did London. We met some friends, got drunk, went to a concert, got even more drunk, collapsed. That was friday.
Saturday was spent sightseeing, visiting a friend for beers and late lunch, then getting drunk. And more drunk. And even MORE drunk. We met some new, awesome people, one of whom had just come from his stepdad's stag party. He had a bunch of masks. The maskes portrayed his stepdad. I got two of them, by promising I'd use them in my band's show the following Saturday.

Fast forward to this weekend (19th to 21st of July), me, my band mate and the ladyfriend all take the train from Oslo to Hessdalen, this tkes nine hours. We are p icked up, driven to the festival area, set up our tents, and get drunk, and watch a few bands. collapse in tents.

Saturday was spent bathing in the river (around 8 degrees celsius, or 46 F), barbequing and getting drunk. I suddenly had to play synth for another band, which was fun.
Then it was our turn, as the third last band to play. The time was 01.30 AM. We were shitfaced.
And we looked like this:

[LMNO]

ITT, we learn that Waffles IS Saturday Night.

[P3nT4gR4m]

ITT, we learn that Waffles IS Saturday Night.

This! Waffles does not take the party to the wall, he takes the fucking wall to the party!

[EK WAFFLR]

It's Friday Time tomorrow. TIme to start drinking again, I would think. God damn I love that my job is closed from july 1st to august 10th.

[EK WAFFLR]

ITT, we learn that Waffles IS Saturday Night.

This! Waffles does not take the party to the wall, he takes the fucking wall to the party!

This is a necessity. Northern Belgium does not actually have walls. I had to plunder one from england and carry it home.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

 

[Nephew Twiddleton]

THis is some fantastic shit!