If you don't know, this is a rugby competition that brings teams from all over the world
to compete continuously for one weekend (fri,sat,sun) from 9-9 each day. For everyone who goes, its a party, getting dressed up in stupid outfits, drinking massive amounts of booze and not really watching the games...
Every night of the sevens is a party night for the people watching, but the players are still trying to win something (I think) - however, sunday the games are finished and some team won some competition (didn't really care, hot boys in short shorts and shirts that show off all muscles - need I say more), thus sunday means all the players on all these national teams are ALSO going out partying and since there is only really two major places these guys are going (wan chai or LKF). We (me and all me friends) decided to bet on wan chai.
After drinking and chatting, meeting some of an african team (I think they may have won that year, the boys were excited to meet them), we decided to start heading home
this is the INTERESTING part! ran into some of the Argentinean team - you could tell who played for what team cause they were all in their country jerseys and were all ripped to SHREDS.
One of the boys pulled me aside and in broken english "I play argentina team, we leave?" I laughed "we go back to my hotel?" "we leave" I mean at this point i was laughing and looking to my friends for suggestions...he was just so straight to the point (mind you probably the only words he knew how to say in english)
so I made myself seem not too easy and laughed it off and went back with my friends, luckily he came over in like 5 seconds and said the same thing, this time the girls were like "uh, hello!? Argentinean rugby player - what are you waiting for?"
so we left in a cab, got to his hotel room - made the sex with his luscious manly of man bodies all without speaking at all
we finished (him a little too quick for my liking) got dressed and he lead me to another room where I ended up with all the rest of the Argentinean team, I said hi, talked to probably the only one who spoke english and then decided it was my chance to slip away.
While leaving, a couple of the other players were like "wheres fredrico?" i'm like WHO? how would I know your friends to which they replied...ahh you know the one...you and him together - that was when I realized I never even knew the guys name that I was just with, other than he was an Argentinean rugby player.
so I wrote down the name cause I knew I would have to do some internet creeping in the morning to prove that I was actually with one of these guys.
and the fruits of my creeping paid off -
hello mr.frederico, mr quick draw, mr. hunk of manliness
ON THE NATIONAL TEAM
Every night of the sevens is a party night for the people watching, but the players are still trying to win something (I think) - however, sunday the games are finished and some team won some competition (didn't really care, hot boys in short shorts and shirts that show off all muscles - need I say more), thus sunday means all the players on all these national teams are ALSO going out partying and since there is only really two major places these guys are going (wan chai or LKF). We (me and all me friends) decided to bet on wan chai.
After drinking and chatting, meeting some of an african team (I think they may have won that year, the boys were excited to meet them), we decided to start heading home
this is the INTERESTING part! ran into some of the Argentinean team - you could tell who played for what team cause they were all in their country jerseys and were all ripped to SHREDS.
One of the boys pulled me aside and in broken english "I play argentina team, we leave?" I laughed "we go back to my hotel?" "we leave" I mean at this point i was laughing and looking to my friends for suggestions...he was just so straight to the point (mind you probably the only words he knew how to say in english)
so I made myself seem not too easy and laughed it off and went back with my friends, luckily he came over in like 5 seconds and said the same thing, this time the girls were like "uh, hello!? Argentinean rugby player - what are you waiting for?"
so we left in a cab, got to his hotel room - made the sex with his luscious manly of man bodies all without speaking at all
we finished (him a little too quick for my liking) got dressed and he lead me to another room where I ended up with all the rest of the Argentinean team, I said hi, talked to probably the only one who spoke english and then decided it was my chance to slip away.
While leaving, a couple of the other players were like "wheres fredrico?" i'm like WHO? how would I know your friends to which they replied...ahh you know the one...you and him together - that was when I realized I never even knew the guys name that I was just with, other than he was an Argentinean rugby player.
so I wrote down the name cause I knew I would have to do some internet creeping in the morning to prove that I was actually with one of these guys.
and the fruits of my creeping paid off -
hello mr.frederico, mr quick draw, mr. hunk of manliness
ON THE NATIONAL TEAM
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