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Everything took place on a playground, and when we arrived at 9:15 pm,
a bunch of people were there already. First duty: checking out the place.
Olaf and Poldi lay in front of their tents and had abused some serious liquor.
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Arne (aka HERR) got there at 9:30pm. First comment: "I'm thirsty
Go send your prospect to go get some beer" -
I had to admit with shame, that we didn't have a prospect with us,
and Arne was simply devestated. So I had to go,
since Gonzo had put up the tent.
At the bar I ordered three Pils, and was refused.
No Aces ? - WHAT THE FUCK...!?! You had to purchase cards (Aces)
that were used as "currency". Kewl. I liked that.
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After
a couple of beers, we went to check out the do.
Since I'm never interested in the music anyway, I went back outside
for some technical chit chat. The HERR was immediatley
involved in a discussion about plastic versus Steel
and could excell with his knowledge and talk to Guido from Munich.
Awesome.
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Around 11pm [Biff] and Pissi from the Aboriginal S.C. found their
way to the bar and with Thilo and co. - we began drinking the night away.
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bottle of "Faber" champain, My inner lights went off at
2.30am and I had to crawl back to my tent. |
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