Super Fun Goodbyes

As some of you - my darling readers - may already be aware my travelling bestie has left me for none other than her boyf. But you know there was one good thing about her departure and that was THIS night out. It was epic to say the least. The DJ had some obsession with Australia and I have faint memories of The Veronica's and My Sharona being played (apart from these the music was actually flash back amps). Here is our photographical journey through the evening.

Our typical 'take a photo of us whilst we are still pretty' photo.

And here are the photos after copious amounts of wet pussies and other alcohol were consumed. We were operating on the 'talk to the ugliest guy in the group' play for most of the evening.... 

These two guys came and talked to us they were pretty nice and personal space invading the usual shit. But turns out both of them turned up alone that night and live in Toronto. Seriously who doesn't have at least 1 friend to go out with in their home city? Well we soon figured out why they didn't have any friends to go out with, because they are stage 5 clingers. Check out stripped shirt bombing all of our photos. 

Starting to get annoyed.... 

So happy to be here x 2!

Most hilarious classes! This guy was the nicest thing ever. He totally talked to us whilst we were trying to get rid of ole stripzeeeeeeeee.

My feet just getting around. 

Yeah biggest fail out, but I had to put it up because... SERIOUSLY LC WAY TO SLIP THROUGH THE CRACKS IN THE FLOORBOARDS WHEN STANDING SIDEWAYS aka yr thinnnnnnnnnnnnn.

We I get drunk for some reason LC loves to photograph me. When I get home there will be a dinner party and there will be a slideshow of these photos. There is literally about 300. She goes click crazyyyyyy. Here are 2 sample shots....

Yeah pretty soon after this I think LC was vomitting/trying not to vomit under a table and we got kicked out. It was like 15mins before closing time - balllllls.

So we deiceded as it was LC's last night in Toronooooooo Western Hospital to go get some Poutine which is a traditional French Canadian dish of: chips, cheese & gravy. Sounds amazeballs right?! Its totally not. Firstly the cheese is cheese curds, secondly the gravy is more like water and the chips still have their potato skins on them EWWWWWWWWWW. So yeah it was shit but watevz becuz with out it we then would not have spent our last $10 and had to run out on a cab and get chased around the west end for half a hour, loose each other and hid between dirty buildings. Yeah super fun times. I was actually SSS (super scared shitting my pants) but luckily LC used her mad skillz at white lies to get us out of the situation. Oh yeah and poutine was good for something else; lowering the severity of our hangovers. 

Also I would just like to note that NOBODY  in Canada street drinks, during our trek to this place we had a bottle of champagne and we the victims of many stares of death/jealousy. It will be the new thing in Canada by the time I leave or get fined for it. 

Anyways the next 6 weeks may either be the best or worst blogging times, depending if I make any friends or not. 

Loves xx