Here's what you can expect this weekend (100% based on things that have actually happened in the past):
- Girls dancing on tables
- Crazy drunk men dancing on tables
- People drinking off the tables
- Impossibly large buckets of sangria for personal consumption (available in red, white, and now, blue)
- Men inappropriately touching women, much to their dissatisfaction
- Women inappropriately touching men, much to their complete satisfaction
- People suffocating in other people's hair as they walk down the ridiculously crowded Ferry Street
- Scandalous run-ins with the EX
- Some of the best damn bbq chicken you will ever get your hands and mouth on
- An array of mediocre Portuguese bands (trust me, you'll be too drunk to realize the mediocrity)
- Random fights and the occasional stabbing (I swear it's safe though!)
- Running from the cops with aforementioned sangria buckets trying to suck out every last drop before being kicked off the premises
- Your friend leaving you to walk home with a random gay stranger who looks like Sanjaya from American Idol who ends up sleeping at your house and scaring the be-jesus out of your parents in the morning!
Viva Portugal! Boa noite e boa sorte!
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