Wednesday, June 9, 2010

6 days in America by Sean Malley

on day one I arrived, customs was grand, met Graham in the airport.
then the heat came, think i heard my balls talk and say man i'm sweating my body off,

chucked the bags in the gaff which amazing then a few of us went for a gander, the young ones here are lethal , alot of the women love to jog around the place in horrible sticky heat so there all fit and tasty and not fat and obese one to be seen thank fuck.

Then got beers, bought 30 beers for 23 quid, but to my horror they were party cans but 5 percent, you win some you lose some.
we all had a big session 16 of us , on the balcony, some other Irish lads popped over,
Mike a good american friend of ours arrived with lots of high grade coffee and I had so much cups of' coffee my head was spinning and laughed myself to sleep.

The next it was still extremely hot, think just quick summery because this post is getting long, and want go do stuff.

job searched, opened bank account, got social security, next few days

Then went to this rock gig, there was some good bands but the highlight of my night was chatting up three girls, though turned out two were lesbians, man lesbians are hot here, but was impressed that i managed to just go over and start talking to 3 random american girls, excessive beer intake did help and it was a good bit of practice . luckily the beer didn't kick in till ten minutes after i was talking to the birds and I came off well and had lovely drunken night . graham me had the best craic on the way back having the chats.

got screamed by a bunch of neighbors the other night just for all of us taking group photos out in the middle of road shouting at 10pm. were baking them all cakes. Had a great game of soccer the other day in a park tried playing american football, but we all ended up playing soccer using a ball we borrowed.
5-4 defeat for my team.then watch the Boston Celtics basketball team get there asses handed to them by the LA Lakers and had another drinky night with the lads.

oh and here a poem/song about the lads back home, the scene is Tim's seomra on a Friday night. work in progress

Delgany boys drinking the night away
getting 20 cans in every hour
Eoin knocking back the Gin
Andrew being soft drinking kick
Paul pouring desperate pints

then theres aisling and coco
in the corner destroying each other
and screaming I love u
Andrew and Kate having a domestic out the back
which is swiftly followed by intense riding in the Land Rover

Gubby inside dancing,all in the elbows.
glen and Neil having the chats locked
glen being grumpy, Neil giving it socks to cheer up the motherfucker
'Nathy having her way with some lad on the trampoline
James standing,looking into space wondering who I'll
talk to politics with anymore with a tear in his eye

Ciaran and Darran off there faces
on some stuff in head shop
haven't a notion
its cat piss in powder form.

and the Boston boys wondering
what they would do to be in Tims
seomra having the craic with the lads
but still having unreal craic in Boston


2 comments:

  1. It's CiarĂ¡n here. I was in tears reading that the whole time. Malley, you are a gas man.

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  2. fucking genius! bit different to the other post on the blog man, nice for a change. come home would ya!

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