i called an Austrian prince a cunt

Another night of drinking wine and beer. It gives me the worst hangovers. There are 100 bottles of vodka and 70 bottles of gin for the party tomorrow they are saving (its going to be nasty). My nights thus far consist of eating a really nice dinner at a long dining room table (which I haven't done in a long time). Its pretty nice (lots of candles). They even have a little jar of cigarettes at the table. After dinner we hang out for a bit and everyone smokes and talks (in German). Last night we were taking shots of homemade schnapps and they were trying to teach me Austrian chants. Then we stumbled down to one of the guest houses where we listened to music, drink, smoke weed, and play drinking games (I'm really bad at the games). They love oldies so I've been lacing them with some really good music. I've been calling everyone "cuzzy" and its starting to catch on. Its pretty funny. Last night I called this royal a "cunt" and he got pissed. He was like "why would you say that to me?!". I was like "I call everyone that. Its a good thing!". Eventually he saw it my way and now we’re the best of friends. Everyone thinks its amazing that I don't mix in tabacco when I roll joints. They say "he likes it pure...". Anyways... gotta eat dinner. Below I've put up some pics of the guns I was shooting yesterday (cans only!).


peace.


Lucas