Revelations: Colombo 094

by Lankan Lycan

The last few weeks for me, have been quite eventful to say the least. What with the unhealthy amounts of alcohol abuse and not to mention all the pain in the ass problem solving I had to do (as usual), Im surprised I managed to enjoy the shit out of it and remember most of it as well. So the college rugby team managed to steal the cup for the 10′s tournament, so the boys decided to skip half a lecture a couple Friday’s back and resort to drown in 2 cases of beer with a few lads at the infamous VESPA in Kolpetty and tried the new “Bison – Super Strong 8.8%” for the first time whilst we were at it. Decent enough.

A few days later, whilst the boys met up for a casual “Highway” session, I receive this in the post. Wes, my massive American friend if you’re reading this, the timing couldnt have been better when I got this package brother. Hoist that fuckin’ skirt!

Pre-Jahcoozi drinking session with a friend. Thakeela!

The gifts we receive from the people we know. This was given to us by a fan hailing from the Hell Kapital last week who’s name shall not be revealed here. A killer set up compiled with human bones, chains and two giant fucking syringes of his blood. We baptized him, “Sumedha”

Pigging out at Pizza Hut’s recent “All You Can Eat” promo with the boys. And yes, we fucking destroyed the place.

Rehearsal sessions with the boys in preparations for an upcoming gig with the mighty fucking Whirlwind. And Dimmu being himself never comes alone, and as usual the bugger brought something weird with him. This time, plaintans. The whole lot for 50 rupees, or so he claimed. Full athal.