When we got to the festival, we all had an early lunch that included rice (of course), soup, and fried.. uh.. minnows? These, I did not try.
And there were some Hoosier puppies that all of the Koreans were tormenting and trying to pet while the puppies just wanted to stay warm and huddled up. They're going to be some pretty mean dogs one day. I wanted to save them all. Shocking, I know.
After we walked around, we went back to the front of the festival to roast chestnuts, OVER. AN. OPEN. FIRE. (Just for you Momma Lisa.)
As always, the bus ride home was karaoke central, with your girl carrying the team. LOLOL I'm totally kidding. I just really wanted to say that. We started out with our regulars, Wannabe and Titanium. And from there, Shit. Got. Real. (Thankfully, there were no BUZZKILLS on the bus with their puking children this time, so we were actually able to act like adults [or not] and have a good time.)
Me and the greatest rapper of all time, Megan, performed Super Bass. Drew rapped some Snoop Dogg too, but none of that is on video :( We were all awesome. Okay, Megan and Drew were awesome. I just pretend. Ray, our downstairs neighbor, was rockin the freestyle rapping. Really, all of our friends are just super talented when it comes to drunk karaoke. So, enjoy the following videos. Make fun of us, be impressed by us, be jealous that you didn't see it in person, whatever. Just enjoy.
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BY THE WAY. Since I know my grandparents and Drew's grandparents read this, let me explain that we have not become alcoholics in Korea. Basically, being in Korea is like being in college. For those that didn't go to college, it's their one year to pretend they did. For those who did go to college, it's our one last chance at pretending we're still there. I blame the soju. And our bad* influences of friends.