Exon123
04-28-09, 15:58
Toyman is my fishing buddy. I was there to go "Fishing" with Him & Rioman in northern Argentina in a place called Goya.
They'd rented the smallest fucking car I'd ever seen and the 3 of us began the 8 hour journey to Goya, what a fucking trip, beat the shit out of me, Toyman slept all the way. Stopping just breifly for lunch of some comidora out in the middle of the boonies, something out of the Wizzard Of Ozz, one of the highlights of the trip.
We get there, Goya, stop for groceries and Toyman can't find the fucking house we're gona stay in and drives us around in the dark looking for it for about an hour. We find the house beautiful place on the river and I cook the steak, no Beefeaters of course, just beer, its 11 o'clock I'm exausted from the long fucking drive, since were leaving early to go fishing, I want sleep. But Toyman & Rioman want to go Morgering.
I go to bed and the CockSuckers come home at 4:00 in the morning and wake me up and I hear about the beautiful inventory they have at the Boliche. OK so everyone goes to bed I wake up at a reasonable time and those two MotherFuckers sleep to 12 or 1 in the afternoon.
Well Robin shows up Toyman's go-fer and is suposed to have Toyman's new boat & truck, the boat is broken, I never did see it. So we take a loaner boat, the truck and the little piece of shit car and drive another fucking hour north, I thought I was in Paraguay, to the exact middle of no where.
But no, thats not good enough. No, Then we drive the fucking boat another hour to nowhere plus, nowhere. But the water is low and Exon's asked to get out of the fucking boat, into the water and drag the boat across sand bar's, Exon mind you, wading in the fucking water, dragging a fucking boat.
Of course theres been no provisions or planning for food, just beer and Exon's fucking hungery and its 4:00 in the afternoon we finally get your lines in the water and they catch two of these cockSucker fish, nasty MotherFuckers that will bite you, I don't know what they call em something golden I think.
OK, we fish for 3 hours its pitch fucking dark and time to drag and drive to fucking boat back to where the cars are, another hour, and of course Exon's again asked to get back into the fucking water and fucking drag the fucking boat. Were talking Exon mind you, not some rookie monger with no status, Exon.
OK, we get back there and they can't get the fucking boat on to the trailer, the water's to low. Well they finally, after half an hour get the damn thing on to the Mickey Mouse trailer. While they chaining it up Rioman and I split the last beer, its 10 at night the first thing I'd had to eat all day and we head for Goya an hour away in the darkness of night.
Were driving down the road at 110 KM and Rioman says "I don't like that trailer, its got no brakes or tail lights". Shortly there after the trailer breaks completely free from the truck with the chains dragging it looks like the 4th of July. At 110 KM mind you. The tounge of the trailer jumps up and nearly goes through the tailgate of the truck, but only by an act of God does it stop with really no harm done, we fix the MotherFucker and were back on the road again, this time at 80 KM.
So we get to Goya and I'm given instructions to buy more grocerys with Rioman and they'll take the boat back, Rioman asks "its 11:00?", "Oh, its a 24hour store" were told. Course theres no fucking place open and no one's feed Exon in 24 hours. Exon spots a restrurant open on the village square and states to Rioman "Fuck those MotherFuckers, were talking care of ourselves first, its every man for himself."
The place has no Beefeaters, but to does have Scottch and free WiFi and Rioman has two lap tops. We plug in eat bife de Lomo check our e-mail & the market and have the staff make sandwitch's for the MotherFuckers. Then get lost trying to find home in the dark, Robin (the go-fer) drives out and finds us and we get back home.
They're greatful and eat the shit out of what we brought them and I ask if we can go Monger and see the inventory I'd heard so much about the night before. Toyman says "Sure, I thought you'd never ask" and off we go. I thought just to look I thought. Ulgyest Fucking Inventory I've ever seen, Jacking Off is much better, But nope Toyman want to drill one for an hour, fuck. So I pick one just to kill time, 65 for a half hour, 100 for the full hour including the room, very expensive considering the quality, I couldn't even cum, its was so bad.
OK so we go back home, I'm thinking we'll do better tomorrow. Nope everyones to tired to fish the next day so we stay home and spend the day drinking beer all day. Robin made us a beautiful Asoda lunch and we drank beer & wine all day and told each other stories. 9:00 pm comes, I've got to check out of Roxana's apartment by 11:00 so the next Monger can have it so I get on the bus.
Best part of the trip, reclineing chairs, maybe 160 degrees, movies, two meals, a doable chica server, slept threw both of them, got up in the middle of the night and took a shit, 10 hour trip mind you, and we pull into Retido at 7:00 in the morning in a light rain. I'd never seen Buenos Aires at 7:00 in the morning, beautiful city.
And thats my story, and if anyone wants to go fishing with Toyman, make him pay you double and a round trip bus ticket so if things get bad as they were for me you can say "Fuck it" and go home by yourself.
Exon
They'd rented the smallest fucking car I'd ever seen and the 3 of us began the 8 hour journey to Goya, what a fucking trip, beat the shit out of me, Toyman slept all the way. Stopping just breifly for lunch of some comidora out in the middle of the boonies, something out of the Wizzard Of Ozz, one of the highlights of the trip.
We get there, Goya, stop for groceries and Toyman can't find the fucking house we're gona stay in and drives us around in the dark looking for it for about an hour. We find the house beautiful place on the river and I cook the steak, no Beefeaters of course, just beer, its 11 o'clock I'm exausted from the long fucking drive, since were leaving early to go fishing, I want sleep. But Toyman & Rioman want to go Morgering.
I go to bed and the CockSuckers come home at 4:00 in the morning and wake me up and I hear about the beautiful inventory they have at the Boliche. OK so everyone goes to bed I wake up at a reasonable time and those two MotherFuckers sleep to 12 or 1 in the afternoon.
Well Robin shows up Toyman's go-fer and is suposed to have Toyman's new boat & truck, the boat is broken, I never did see it. So we take a loaner boat, the truck and the little piece of shit car and drive another fucking hour north, I thought I was in Paraguay, to the exact middle of no where.
But no, thats not good enough. No, Then we drive the fucking boat another hour to nowhere plus, nowhere. But the water is low and Exon's asked to get out of the fucking boat, into the water and drag the boat across sand bar's, Exon mind you, wading in the fucking water, dragging a fucking boat.
Of course theres been no provisions or planning for food, just beer and Exon's fucking hungery and its 4:00 in the afternoon we finally get your lines in the water and they catch two of these cockSucker fish, nasty MotherFuckers that will bite you, I don't know what they call em something golden I think.
OK, we fish for 3 hours its pitch fucking dark and time to drag and drive to fucking boat back to where the cars are, another hour, and of course Exon's again asked to get back into the fucking water and fucking drag the fucking boat. Were talking Exon mind you, not some rookie monger with no status, Exon.
OK, we get back there and they can't get the fucking boat on to the trailer, the water's to low. Well they finally, after half an hour get the damn thing on to the Mickey Mouse trailer. While they chaining it up Rioman and I split the last beer, its 10 at night the first thing I'd had to eat all day and we head for Goya an hour away in the darkness of night.
Were driving down the road at 110 KM and Rioman says "I don't like that trailer, its got no brakes or tail lights". Shortly there after the trailer breaks completely free from the truck with the chains dragging it looks like the 4th of July. At 110 KM mind you. The tounge of the trailer jumps up and nearly goes through the tailgate of the truck, but only by an act of God does it stop with really no harm done, we fix the MotherFucker and were back on the road again, this time at 80 KM.
So we get to Goya and I'm given instructions to buy more grocerys with Rioman and they'll take the boat back, Rioman asks "its 11:00?", "Oh, its a 24hour store" were told. Course theres no fucking place open and no one's feed Exon in 24 hours. Exon spots a restrurant open on the village square and states to Rioman "Fuck those MotherFuckers, were talking care of ourselves first, its every man for himself."
The place has no Beefeaters, but to does have Scottch and free WiFi and Rioman has two lap tops. We plug in eat bife de Lomo check our e-mail & the market and have the staff make sandwitch's for the MotherFuckers. Then get lost trying to find home in the dark, Robin (the go-fer) drives out and finds us and we get back home.
They're greatful and eat the shit out of what we brought them and I ask if we can go Monger and see the inventory I'd heard so much about the night before. Toyman says "Sure, I thought you'd never ask" and off we go. I thought just to look I thought. Ulgyest Fucking Inventory I've ever seen, Jacking Off is much better, But nope Toyman want to drill one for an hour, fuck. So I pick one just to kill time, 65 for a half hour, 100 for the full hour including the room, very expensive considering the quality, I couldn't even cum, its was so bad.
OK so we go back home, I'm thinking we'll do better tomorrow. Nope everyones to tired to fish the next day so we stay home and spend the day drinking beer all day. Robin made us a beautiful Asoda lunch and we drank beer & wine all day and told each other stories. 9:00 pm comes, I've got to check out of Roxana's apartment by 11:00 so the next Monger can have it so I get on the bus.
Best part of the trip, reclineing chairs, maybe 160 degrees, movies, two meals, a doable chica server, slept threw both of them, got up in the middle of the night and took a shit, 10 hour trip mind you, and we pull into Retido at 7:00 in the morning in a light rain. I'd never seen Buenos Aires at 7:00 in the morning, beautiful city.
And thats my story, and if anyone wants to go fishing with Toyman, make him pay you double and a round trip bus ticket so if things get bad as they were for me you can say "Fuck it" and go home by yourself.
Exon