söndag 8 februari 2009

Day 49. Super Boooowl!

Michael asked us to come to his house for a lil Super bowl party. Which turned out to be the BIGGEST house party we ever attended.


We got a ride from Inna's man TJ, we drove around the neighbourhood trying to figure out where his house could be, the streets were quiet and not a sight of a single person around.


There was only one house that could be Michaels house so we opened up the big doors and the music was PUMPING. People everywhere with like 3 drinks in their hands.


We immediately bumped into Marchiello who tipsy welcomed us.


Being the 4 amazon women we are we went right up to the food. Everything u could wish for was in front of us. Bartenders servin u amountless of alcohol. Crazy!


Cameras everywhere, flashing lights, Big wall screens showin the Super bowl up on every wall. All kinds of people dancin at the bottom floor. We headed up to the second floor to look for Michael. Second floor was pool tables and people everywhere.


We headed up to the third floor. Absolutely packed with people and poker tables. Where we found Michael sitting on the head seat sportin' his shiny stunna shades by the pokertable.


On the same floor was a terass with DJs and people hump dancing up upon eachother.


Just when we thought that was all there is one more floor. The master bedroom.


With a huuuge bathroom. In the middle of the bathroom was a stripper pole and couches. Unfortunely a fat old and hella drunk man felt like he wanted to give us a private show and even gave Inna her own lap dance. Poor girl was devasted.
And believe it or not we found one more door leading up to the 5th and last floor. The rooftop.
Magical feeling as we stepped up there. All dark with the view of Miami and all thr colourful lights.
Up there was a big jacuzzi and me and Fghal had our close-to-death experience. No fences no nothing, we were so scared we had to crawl to the edge to look down upon the city.



Michael introduced us to Andre, a guy from Nepal that seems to be working in every kind of buisness there is. But he was fly tho, so fly he took us home when we no longer had the need to zip more drinks.


TJ and Ben came by late because Ben needed Fghal to save him by flat ironing his hair, he had a job interview the next day. Unexpected but craazy night.


Congrats to Pittsburgh!













































Inga kommentarer:

Skicka en kommentar