Gerausschmissen aus dem Piratenschiff

Thats German for "kicked out of the Pirate Ship". Thats exactly what happened to Otis Day on our first night of our spring break trip to Germany. The night began at a kick-ass Irish Pub in the city of Mainz. We were treated to a German version of Bryan Adams's 'Summer of 69' before departing in a cab for a place called Euro Palace. It was a giant warehouse that was converted into a nightclub. It resembled a drinking theme park with different areas including a giant Pirate Ship that had different levels of dancing and drinking. After making a full walk-around where I had my picture taken in front of a giant Jabba wall mural, we proceeded to enter the hull of Pirate Ship. Otis and myself ordered drinks. I ordered a bottled beer while Otis acquired a gigantic Long Island Iced Tea. After a while I left him in the ship and hit the dance floor. An hour passed and Otis was missing in action. Our group assembled in the lobby hoping to find him. And then he appeared. Levitating as two huge German bouncers blitzed him toward the front door. He turned to look at us and said "What's happening?". We were happy to find him and headed back to Bowen's friends apartment. That's where Otis remained for the next 24 hours nursing a massive hangover.