Damnit man....i hate those cocky security guards with their mp5 submachine guns. I took a picture of one of them and they forced me to delete it, it was quite scary, i didn't know what the fuck i had done.
Xhoshi Reviewed by Xhoshi on . My nightmare in Amsterdam Friday night. Stoned and drunk as usual. An acquaintance asks me if I want to go to Amsterdam, and he means right now. Sure, I said, right after I fuck your wife. But he was serious. He got in a taxi, and at four o'clock gave me a call. He tells me he's outside, the flights are booked, the credit cards are getting cold, the taxi-driver is getting sufficiently pissed off, and to get out of bed before he smokes this entire joint to himself. Five am. We're outside the airport, caned and cold. Rating: 5