Ivan moved to the Netherlands and left me all alone with our retarded university system and
course-mates. I will never ever forgive him, but still wish him good luck. Hope you come back alive!
Before he went to exile, there was a goodbye party.
Drinkies, pizza, ping-pong competition and as a cherry on the top, a quiz round.
Mr.Top Dog with a friend:
Ott put his ninja powers on and won the ping-pong competition.
(woop woop, that's the sound of the police):
He came on the third place and I just sat next to him and drank wine.
All the rolls are in place:
It was all rather fun until we came last in the quiz-round with a group named "Tolerast":
Long live Vanja, who sent me the most postcards, when I lived in Stockholm.
Pay back time.
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