Ooooh oho oho ohoooh oho oho ohoooh....

... Che Sudaka!

Let's get this party started!

Yep... it got started.

The party is still alive nearing the end.

Some started the after party trying to arrange a 'private performance' at their home...

... I guess something got lost in translation... or a happy ending got added... judging by his expression...

The after party... I swear I heard them shouting : "Apeldoorn... Apeldoorn... Apeldoorn..."

This venue does have its resident Grandpa... don't judge to soon... the old geezer did get up on the first tunes of the Beatles 'Hard days night'... and he lasted at least a full 30 seconds on the dance floor! And... from the looks of it... he still has an eye for a skirt!

Looks can be deceiving... "Wow... Hot!" was my initial reaction... but Grandpa warned me... they were the resident drag queens...

After the after party topping it off - old skool-  with a shoarma.

Perfume sniffers

Three hours long...

.... a non stop verbal diarrhea...

... by a greyed-out Henry Rollins.

Allemaal beestjes...

... or should I quit drinking...

Showing an unhealthy interest in short-skirted women

I am almost sure I snapped someone who's gonna feature in a Peter RRRRRRRRR de Vries episode!

Muchachito Bombo Infierno

A mixture of Bob Ross and Manu Chao situated in the 1950's... on steroids.

The concert was finished when the painting was done... we all felt it still needed a brush or two... the band thought it was completely Rossed over and left.

Getting medieval on my beef

A girlie's knife versus a man's knife.

Getting arty at new years eve