Tuesday, 15 October 2013

WHAT'S THE ONE KIND OF BOAT THAT CAN NEVER EVER SINK?

A frieeeeeeeeeend-ship.

I spent this past weekend in London meeting up with uni friends. A reUNIon, if you will. Ohmigodi'msofunny. The title of this blog post is totally relevant because two reasons: 1) I totally love those guys and even though we don't see each other nearly enough, it's always exactly the same as it was ever. And 2) So many Friends references throughout the weekend! Which was hilarious because only three of us like/watch(ed) Friends so the other guys were all "Why are you guys laughing so much, that wasn't even funny?"... "Oh, Friends... again. Brilliant."

Why is Friends not a thing any more? I mean, I know why. But whyyyyy?!? If you know the answer then e-mail it to me at HAHANOTSOMUCH.COM

There is seriously a Friends reference for any situation in life, guys.

Aaaaanyway, London was awesome but JESUS H CHRIST I spent so much money. If I'd spent the exact same amount of money on alcohol in the town I live in then I'd probably be dead right now. Seriously. Well, maybe... I kinda wanna test that theory now. Anywho, crazy spending spree aside it was a great weekend with great friends, making some great / hazy-at-best memories. We didn't really do much tourist-y stuff, but we definitely saw the inside of a lot of pubs I'd never been in before. Also, Power Rangers The Movie happened. And so many jagerbombs, and cider for breakfast, and many Police. And many many rapists.

I can't wait to see the gang again in January, but both my liver and my bank account better brace themselves because I will be back in London again before the month is out. This time I will be drinking with a Hanna. I hope you're ready for Drunk Martin, he's a real treat.

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  1. There really is a Friends reference for every situation. I am concerned about the many many rapists part...

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    1. The many many rapists part was just a joke. A friend and I made everyone wait almost an hour for us because we got off the bus to, umm, pee... but then we stopped for more alcohol and when we eventually caught up to everyone, we made up a rubbish lie that the reason we were late is because we were stopped by police who were searching for rapists. Haha. They didn't buy it.

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  2. Landaaaan!
    London town *is* stupidly expensive- I used to think I'd spent stupid amounts of money to destroy my liver; but now that I live in Malaysia and it fucking hurts to spend about 6-7 quid on a pint... I would swap to London-Town any day. Even if I can't afford it.

    **of course, I don't want to move to London to destroy my liver alone.. the company is pretty decent too. x

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    1. 6-7 quid a pint?!? Holy shit. That would almost be enough to make me turn to sobriety. Almost.

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    2. Yeahhhh, no.
      Abstinence is out of the question. I suppose I'll just have to move elsewhere sooner rather than later.

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  3. I can't believe there was no "LONDON BABY!!!" reference in this post. Or at least a more subtle, "So I'm in my map..."

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    1. Surprisingly that particular reference never came up the whole weekend... For shame!

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