I play a pretty sweet game
Trip Start
Oct 19, 2007
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Trip End
Ongoing
Puerto Natales,
Chile
Friday, March 7, 2008
It's raining today which sucks as the weather here as in all of Patagonia is highly unpredictable and variable (like a chick on the rag). We sit inside most of the day waiting for the weather to clear up but it never really does sort of like some people's faces. We actually have a kick ass time just chilling inside cracking jokes and stuff. I nickname Julie (the Canadian girl) Stumps because she's built like a hockey player but with short appendages. Her dad actually checked her aginst the boards once while they were playing in order to teach her a lesson because she was skating with her head down. That's a tough dad. She grew up with a wood stove in her house which I found amazing. No central heat, just a wood stove that actually burned logs. I thought taking the garbage out was a bad chore when I was a kid, I couldn't even imagine having to chop flippin wood every day.
I try to take a nap after lunch but the 2 Irish girls are in their bunks also and they start playing a game that I couldn't resist to join. Sarah asks Karen if she would rather be smelly all the time or have 6x more hair on her body. The thing that kills me is that there ends up being all sorts of subclauses (ie, can I shave?). This game totally reminds me of conversations that are probably taking place in dorm rooms all across college campuses. The girls are college age so it makes sense. I nickname the game "I'd rather" and it's pretty addicting. Karen asks Sarah if she would rather have a pussy where her belly button is or to have no arms (subclause, you would just have skin where your normal puss would be. apparently having two pussies would be beneficial to Sarah). I tell them that I would rather be dating a chick with a puss instead of a belly button because then you could totally do her on a club dance floor and nobody would ever know. Easy access has its privileges. But then I decide a chick with no arms would be pretty sweet too since she could never hit me after I pissed her off. Then Sarah asks if I would rather have a chick with an asshole where her mouth is or a chick with two heads. Hmmm, tough call, but ultimately I decide on the chick who has an asshole where her mouth is because it would be the only time I could have anal sex and get my dick sucked simultaneously. But the downside is her breath would probably smell pretty bad. These are tough questions. Anyways, this is what my late afternoon consisted of for the most part. Irish girls, lord!!!
We play hold'em later and of course I win. Stephan gives me a bunch of crap for folding so much which kills me because the easiest way to tell if someone sucks at poker is if they play too many hands. The better you get, the more hands you ultimately fold pre-flop. Another good indicator is if someone limps in a lot which almost everyone does. As long as my cards don't completely suck and I don't suffer a costly bad beat I should win. I clock $2usd which is composed entirely of 10 peso Chilean coins (each one worth just over 2 cents US), awesome. We play drinking games and we all get pretty wrecked. We play some stupid game where all you have to do is ask someone a question and once you are aked a question you don't have to answer but simply ask someone else a question but for some reason people keep screwing up. It is tougher than you would think actually but not much. Most of the questions are basic like "do you like beer", "how old are you" and then I bust out to Andy "Why do you have an afro", which is hilarious because he totally does. There are only 2 hot chicks on this entire sucking boat and they both have boyfriends. I'm beginning to see a pattern forming here. Almost all good looking chicks who backpack come with a boyfriend. The ones that come alone are usually struggling but since most backpackers are 18-22 year old dudes who are wasted all the time they probably clean up here much more than they could at home. I still can't believe that American girl up in Mount Tronador was a lesbo. Julie tells me she has never been with a guy in her 19 year old existence and never in my 32 year old existence have I ever wished to be a girl except for that night on the mountain.
Fin.
Chillin inside wit Sarah
