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So after a very eventful "Dirty Barry's erotic World cup Adventure" in Amsterdam, im frail and fragile! Partied for 3 days and 3 nights solid and even brought the party with me as i traveled in a Nissan heap of shit van down through Belgium and France to the port of Cherbourg.
France is a nice place if your deaf and dumb and dont have to talk to anyone. We were in the city of Cane, We asked 6 different people in a nice pleasant tone where our hotel was and none of the rotten fuckers answered us! they just looked and walked away!
Irish bar...... tramp behind the bar didnt know what cider was.
Then our van decided to explode 5km outside Omaha Beach where it still lies along side thousands of dead soldiers and scrap metal of the d-day landings containing all my worldly possessions. I actualy had to run the bones of 2km up a busy motorway to meet the other car traveling with us so i could make the ferry.
Oh yeah the ferry...... Customs. FRENCH CUSTOMS.
Broke the lock in our boot, tore the back seat and told us to go. we tried to explain that they were tossers and that the boot was broken from them but i feared for our lives as they shouted at us lol.
oh and after explainig to them that i was working in holland for the last 8 months they then asked me "why i had been in cork and amsterdam 9 times in the last 2 years...........
are they really that slow?
France is a nice place if your deaf and dumb and dont have to talk to anyone. We were in the city of Cane, We asked 6 different people in a nice pleasant tone where our hotel was and none of the rotten fuckers answered us! they just looked and walked away!
Irish bar...... tramp behind the bar didnt know what cider was.
Then our van decided to explode 5km outside Omaha Beach where it still lies along side thousands of dead soldiers and scrap metal of the d-day landings containing all my worldly possessions. I actualy had to run the bones of 2km up a busy motorway to meet the other car traveling with us so i could make the ferry.
Oh yeah the ferry...... Customs. FRENCH CUSTOMS.
Broke the lock in our boot, tore the back seat and told us to go. we tried to explain that they were tossers and that the boot was broken from them but i feared for our lives as they shouted at us lol.
oh and after explainig to them that i was working in holland for the last 8 months they then asked me "why i had been in cork and amsterdam 9 times in the last 2 years...........
are they really that slow?
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