On 6/6/06 I was invited to a relatively small shindig by a friend of mine. All he said was, "I'm gonna be throwing a small party at a friends place. You should come along. Bring someone."
Alright, cool.
So me and another friend of mine meet up with a caravan of people to head over this this person's house. Well, 45 minutes later we're in the middle of nowhere with no cellphone service and I'm wondering where the hell we're going exactly.
We turn down an ump-teenth country road and come up to a giant gate--Jurassic Park style. We get flagged in through the gates via radio and immediately me and my buddy are looking around in awe and confusion because we're surrounded by animals I couldn't even recognize. We go a lil further in and there are camels, zebras, kangaroos, antelope, wildebeasts, and a number of other exotic animals...just hangong out. I'm really starting to wonder where the fuck I'm at.
We go deeper and deeper into this place and I'm seeing so much stuff that it's starting to actually feel like I've just driven into some African savanah. Course, I'm also trying to focus on the "road" because my tires are all over the place on the dirt an rock underneath. If I went too far one way I'd drop into a lake, and too far the other way I'd fall into a ditch. And I mean a /deep/ ditch.
We finaly get to the picnic area of sorts and we're meeted by animals I'd learn are called watusis. They're giant, african cows basically. Much bigger than my car, with horns that're as long as I am tall. They looked at us, seemed bored, and roamed into the wilderness. Later, during the BBQ, we'd actually ate watusi burgers--and they were damn good.
So it was in this surreal place that we had one killer party, eating watusi, drinking booze and just having a good time. Oh, there was a six foot bong too, but I don't really smoke anymore. I learned that all the man-eating animals were on the other side of the compound (this place was ridiculously huge), including guniea pig looking guys that have literally bitten a mans knee-cap off. I had images of a really bad horror move come to life.
But seriously, this place was fucking awsome. And we just kept seeing odder and odder things throughout the night. Like the garage that's actually a really nice, fully furnished guest house/arcade/pool table room. Oh, and theres some lions in it. They're stuffed, but its still odd to see gaint stuffed lions with stuffed zebras in their mouths just hanging out in a house.
Words can't really describe how unusual this place was. Or what it was like stumbling through all its oddities.
Good times were had, though. If you ever get a chance to go party on a privately owned, exotic animal compound...I suggest you do.
-Ronin
Alright, cool.
So me and another friend of mine meet up with a caravan of people to head over this this person's house. Well, 45 minutes later we're in the middle of nowhere with no cellphone service and I'm wondering where the hell we're going exactly.
We turn down an ump-teenth country road and come up to a giant gate--Jurassic Park style. We get flagged in through the gates via radio and immediately me and my buddy are looking around in awe and confusion because we're surrounded by animals I couldn't even recognize. We go a lil further in and there are camels, zebras, kangaroos, antelope, wildebeasts, and a number of other exotic animals...just hangong out. I'm really starting to wonder where the fuck I'm at.
We go deeper and deeper into this place and I'm seeing so much stuff that it's starting to actually feel like I've just driven into some African savanah. Course, I'm also trying to focus on the "road" because my tires are all over the place on the dirt an rock underneath. If I went too far one way I'd drop into a lake, and too far the other way I'd fall into a ditch. And I mean a /deep/ ditch.
We finaly get to the picnic area of sorts and we're meeted by animals I'd learn are called watusis. They're giant, african cows basically. Much bigger than my car, with horns that're as long as I am tall. They looked at us, seemed bored, and roamed into the wilderness. Later, during the BBQ, we'd actually ate watusi burgers--and they were damn good.
So it was in this surreal place that we had one killer party, eating watusi, drinking booze and just having a good time. Oh, there was a six foot bong too, but I don't really smoke anymore. I learned that all the man-eating animals were on the other side of the compound (this place was ridiculously huge), including guniea pig looking guys that have literally bitten a mans knee-cap off. I had images of a really bad horror move come to life.
But seriously, this place was fucking awsome. And we just kept seeing odder and odder things throughout the night. Like the garage that's actually a really nice, fully furnished guest house/arcade/pool table room. Oh, and theres some lions in it. They're stuffed, but its still odd to see gaint stuffed lions with stuffed zebras in their mouths just hanging out in a house.
Words can't really describe how unusual this place was. Or what it was like stumbling through all its oddities.
Good times were had, though. If you ever get a chance to go party on a privately owned, exotic animal compound...I suggest you do.
-Ronin
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kitsuneluvsyuki:
ok, but you should know that i'm a ninja. and i bite
kitsuneluvsyuki:
ooh, fiesty