Out of Raki
This was an experience. Our induced-dinner on Pablo/Pandelis/Adonis place (aka villa Entropia).
Two weekends ago, during Miss Candy’s Sheepish Birtday, our friend Pablo kept on inviting people in his place for a dinner, to be held in a not well identified future day. He thought this would have been enough.
What Pablo didn’t expect was our (ehm) enthousiasm about it! So, since last wednesday we kept calling and sms-ing to remind him that next saturday we would have come for dinner in his place.
The series of mails and sms is reported on the wiki of albazilla (wiki.albazilla.com), and it’s absolutely hilarious…
The dinner was great, with pasta, meat, potatos, olive cakes, but the drinks were even better: the Greek Raki made some victims and many lovers, including my sweet half. Don Ciccio honored the party with His presence and blessing, while other people enjoyed sticking stuff in each other noses. The pictures are online on the gallery. If we look devastated at the end, it’s just because at 3,30 we were still there 
ps: this was the first hyper-post, fully stuffed with links to the wikizilla, the source of our knowledge…
October 24th, 2005 at 11:17 am
Nothing more to say, the pics speak for themselves… and BTW, the sofa was not so confortable, I was just EXTREEEEEEMLY tired…
October 24th, 2005 at 1:48 pm
Zdenka told me that it didn’t matter how much raki I drank cause it wouldn’t give me a hangover the next morning….. however she failed to mention that it would make me absolutely rolling drunk that evening. I apologise for anything I did/said/saw/heard/broke/folded that might have offended anyone…. i wasn’t in complete control of my actions…..
October 24th, 2005 at 2:30 pm
Don’t worry, everyone at that party was adult and fully aware of what could have happened. We’re professionals here…