Last Friday was Rodolfo Dengo’s birthday. We threw a party at my house, which started as your standard house- or techno-oriented fare and by popular demand ended up becoming an Iron Maiden-powered headbanging fest.
At least for Esteban, Rodolfo and myself. I’m the silhouette on the right with short hair.
By Cthulhu, we really howled the hell out of Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.
Overall it was a great party and the most fun I’ve had in a while. It really took me back to the old get-togethers I went to some thirteen years ago, only this time nobody got stabbed.
El Bulin de la esquina.
En las peliculas de Porcel, el lugar donde llevaban a las guilas y hacian los despiches le llamaban “Bulin” o “matadero” que es mas usado aca.
!!!SALU!!!
P.s. la proxima podemos llevar putas y hacer sesion “David Hamilton on crack”!!!
Heh. Lástima que éramos mayormente carajos.
Temo que voy a tener que vetar el “David Hamilton on crack”, especialmente porque probablemente eso es exáctamente lo que resultaría.