I was hoping this could be a weekly series we could do.
Monday, March 28
Game of the Week
I thought I would give everyone a challenge, If you are bored and have a few minutes to spare please have a look at this game. it is called QWOP and can be played here http://www.allfreegames.eu/free-online-games-play-QWOP-15645.html post your best track record and may the best player win?!
Sunday, March 27
Bentons Night Out
Please bear in mind that this story occurred a while back and as I have never truly posted anything on the blog I thought it is high time I should.
The night started as any other Saturday night does. People gather at our apartment and we start to enjoy the great taste of bacardi limone. However, as soon as more individuals show up I was introduced to yet another miracle devised by the makers of Bacardi rum. This sweet nectar combined with goldslager and the wonderful essence of jagermeister create something so magical and so epic that it was hard to imagine that the combining of 75%, 40%, and 35% alcohols would be such a delish delight. 5 shots later we concluded the flavour of this delicacy was that of the cinnamon variety. With the flavour of cinnamon hearts in my mouth I quickly prepped for my hull experience by pouring an additional two shots into a little bottle and adding this to my pocket. After taking some more rum and coke it was time to go on the bus, a quick 3 dollar exchange and a shaky walk to the back and we were off.
Now for some odd reason I ended up talking to a rather cheery Ottawa U student and he was also first year, the details are a bit fuzzy (as are most of my experiences with Ben) but I had made a new friend. We had somehow managed to do a transfer. This is where the details of the the remainder of the ride seemed to have slipped my mind. I recall meeting up with some friends. talking to some more strangers and we were in hull!
There was a mad dash to the 2 clubs, much of the bus was filled with individuals who had the same idea of fun we had. The line up was steadily increasing and took a while to get in. As you all know the bouncers ask for id and do a quick frisk. Now the id wasn't a problem, what was a problem was the fact that I still had the sample bottle full of the sweet cinnamon nectar. Bouncer says, "Whats in the pockets?"I pull out wallet, some change, phone and the the bottle laughing and saying, "Just some cough medicine, want some?". He laughs and waves me through. I'm not the one to argue so in I went. Now even though I was in about the middle of the line I ended up near the front. I realized why this happened. Everyone was checking in their coats and paying cover. I did neither, for I had no coat and apparently no appreciation for paying entry fees.
The rest of the evening involved a lot of dancing, laughing and yelling because its impossible to talk in a club. All in all it was a great evening.
That was Bentons night out.
The night started as any other Saturday night does. People gather at our apartment and we start to enjoy the great taste of bacardi limone. However, as soon as more individuals show up I was introduced to yet another miracle devised by the makers of Bacardi rum. This sweet nectar combined with goldslager and the wonderful essence of jagermeister create something so magical and so epic that it was hard to imagine that the combining of 75%, 40%, and 35% alcohols would be such a delish delight. 5 shots later we concluded the flavour of this delicacy was that of the cinnamon variety. With the flavour of cinnamon hearts in my mouth I quickly prepped for my hull experience by pouring an additional two shots into a little bottle and adding this to my pocket. After taking some more rum and coke it was time to go on the bus, a quick 3 dollar exchange and a shaky walk to the back and we were off.
Now for some odd reason I ended up talking to a rather cheery Ottawa U student and he was also first year, the details are a bit fuzzy (as are most of my experiences with Ben) but I had made a new friend. We had somehow managed to do a transfer. This is where the details of the the remainder of the ride seemed to have slipped my mind. I recall meeting up with some friends. talking to some more strangers and we were in hull!
There was a mad dash to the 2 clubs, much of the bus was filled with individuals who had the same idea of fun we had. The line up was steadily increasing and took a while to get in. As you all know the bouncers ask for id and do a quick frisk. Now the id wasn't a problem, what was a problem was the fact that I still had the sample bottle full of the sweet cinnamon nectar. Bouncer says, "Whats in the pockets?"I pull out wallet, some change, phone and the the bottle laughing and saying, "Just some cough medicine, want some?". He laughs and waves me through. I'm not the one to argue so in I went. Now even though I was in about the middle of the line I ended up near the front. I realized why this happened. Everyone was checking in their coats and paying cover. I did neither, for I had no coat and apparently no appreciation for paying entry fees.
The rest of the evening involved a lot of dancing, laughing and yelling because its impossible to talk in a club. All in all it was a great evening.
That was Bentons night out.
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