Ladies and Gentlemen, we are 4 hours and 20 minutes away from the final of the third greatest football tournament in the world. But considering Holland are already knocked out, who gives a shit?

Anyways, yesterday we celebrated our beloved pal Choo "Pork Chop" Jay-Son's 18th year of existence. We announced his arrival to the age of manhood by celebrating in Italiannies, where i promised myself to keep up with my recent dietary habits by eating ONLY calamari caesar salad.

Giving his car amatuer spoilers

JaySon decided to give the guys a treat by treating us to a plate of kickass calamari, and little did he realise the spaghetti with Italian meatBalls he had ordered wasn't for personal, but instead for 4-6 people.

the king acknowledging his croonies to eat

pranking him into ordering the spaghetti for 6

The before (its alot bigger than it looks)

and the after

My diet plan seemed to be working, having finished my Caesar Salad and feeling just right. Unfortunately, temptation crept in. With 2 Italian meatBalls unfinished, it is not right to simply let it go to waste now isit. Thus, thanks to me, and some minor help from the other guys, the monster that is the spaghetti with Italian meatBalls was finally conquered.

How not to look gay by T2 (only applies to the back row)

Cheeky

Cheekier

Insanity

assfest 101

We ended the day walking around and doing crap, as shown by the picture above.

P.S.: Jayson celebrated his new found freedom by entering a massage parlour*.

*A Thai one