Pirátské 21. výročí BAMBOo

Dear friends, although embarrassing, I would like to invite you to the old Bamba for an unexpected event. When you know that your inevitable and officially sanctified end is approaching, all you can do is hope for a miracle. Or for capers and for the folder hidden in the cavity behind the shoe rack. Ivan and I have known each other since I inspired him to wear dreadlocks at a children's swimming camp while he could only see my armpits. After the recent 'Ivánka friend, can you talk?' then it was enough to throw in a few compromising stories that remained in my memory from the time of joint intrauterine testing of equine ketamine and to that add a larger than small amount of unspecified in-kind in a box of wine from Makro. The smell of leather armchairs from the Chamber of Deputies will never compare to the smell of honest marjanka. We didn't even have to press the chainsaw and repeat for the second time that successful digitization in his case means digital-isolation (without hands)...

Intentionally botched digitization of construction management extended our life until at least March 2025 , so on Friday, December 13, at the same place as always, we will celebrate our 21st birthday. Although we have never required a costume, this time we would really appreciate it if you all came dressed as a pirate, a pirate girl, a parrot, or anything else that you think is appropriate, in honor of the party that makes it possible for me to write this invitation. The rest can easily come to laugh at us without a costume and revel in the fact that, unlike us, they can see with both eyes. That is, until a certain time... However, whoever arrives in disguise will receive two hundred pirate coins. But be careful, it is far from enough to limp more than usual, close your left eye and value rotten teeth. Last time it was a three-day ride, but I can assure you that this time it won't be like that. Just like I can assure you that this anniversary is really the last :)