Fudge me its friday already..

So i didnt manage to get a blog up yesterday,Im sorry.

So this is my lame attempt at making up for it.

Im going to explain the various ways on how to get out of a dutchman wedding.The reason for this blog is because tomorrow,im going to a dutchman wedding.Yes ladies and gents,Im going to hear crazy frog at least three times.

I just realised there arent really different ways to escape it.You just have to imagine youre in another place,this could be through: Drinking,Walking outside alot, Shagging a bridesmaid, or just being kicked out.Seeing as the last two are totally out of the question, we will have to discuss the drinking dangers

Most people know where their limit is,normally its how much money they have on them that determines that limit.For me its around 8-12 beers before I start to make an ass of myself.Yes sad i know.But at that late stage in the evening i dont really give a crap.

You could end up dancing on the bride and grooms table,doing the funky chicken with 5year olds,or just pass out in the toilets coverd in youre own vomit.The problem apart from those that i just mentioned is that you have to drink quickly before the shite music starts.Otherwise youre a gonner!

Walking outside on the other hand seems to be the better option.Its quiet outside,you can smoke when you want,and you only have to handle a few minutes worth of kak music when you get a refreshment.

Thank god they dont play music while everyones eating.The down side however is that you get piss cold out there.Its the middle of winter,why anyone gets married then beats me.So you need to remember at least one of youre hundreds of jackets you have stored in youre car.That or just sleep with a brides maid,They normally have rooms near the reception area.

So im off now, for a axel-f filled weekend, hope you okes and chickies all have a moerse blast.

Cheers.