Back… And ready for action…
Three weeks of total freedom from the outside and desperately wicked world. No humming or buzzing sounds of electronic equipment with its deadly radiation, only from a few lost mosquitoes and the old worn down ventilator spinning on the ceiling above and enough ouzo, raki, metaxa and mastiha to best the entire Russian army in a drinking contest and to let it all die in drunken nights full of mayhem and chaos. Three weeks of a blistering sun above and enough weird adventures to quench ones hunger for at least a week or two; always wanted to learn how to butcher a pig…
They scream, peep, squeal and warble for only a time or two when the knife goes in… And in goes the knife!
Yiiiiiiihaa!!! cool picture, jeje!
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