So, a few days ago I was taking a walk in a forest with a friend and we found a pretty big axe! What a black metal moment it was! We decided to keep it, just in case. Part of the blade is torn off, but it's no big deal, little bit of sharpening and it will be as good as new.
A day after that I went to grape harvest, was picking/cutting the grapes and it was pretty damn fulfilling. Nice scenery in the hills.
Yesterday I was puking the whole way home and when I finally got home I realized I puked all over my left sneaker, so I cleaned it up of course, and even did a god job given the state I was in.
I haven't had any good pissing stories recently, so I'll tell you a story which dates 2-3 years in the past. It was an open air festival, the bands were all crap, but I went anyway, to hang out and chill. Small digresion: That day I even met this cute girl whith whom I made out later and it really was a good makeout session if you understand me. Today we don't even say hello to each other. LOL! Digresion over. So after a while I got terribly drunk and couldn't walk anymore so i sat down at the bar. Then after another while I needed to take a piss and since I couldn't walk I just took my tool out and pissed right there on the spot. I was pretty lucky nobody saw me (except a few pople who later told me about the incident, I myself did not remember it), because they would probably throw me out and maybe even beat me up. Lucky me. That's it for now, see ya!
