O.k. here’s how it goes: Sit down (preferably on a very comfortable couch) have a drunk american girl sit next to you, who moves closer and closer to you, until…she falls asleep. Where to put you’re arm if you’re not (romantically) intrested in here? On your head, ofcourse!
And so the Kaspar-move was born and a legendary move as well. Those who have experienced the Staalmeesters-time, know what I mean.
Here some more pic’s of those days (feel free to laugh about my hair & my bro’s!). Sorry about the bad resolution of the pictures, but they’re kinda second hand. My bro send me these today after he had a reunion w/one of the girls from the pictures (Lara). Read the rest of this entry »
