Angelo & Angelino06 Hot studs being waterproof but not beerproof by Angelo & AngelinoFor Angelo, this was probably the most stupid bet that we ever did, but like in any good cowboymovie, one of us had to lose, and this time it was Angelo. Mr. Modular asked us to deliver to allthe ladies in the house of Modular a present because it was their official celebration day forbeing a lady-co-worker. This was of course the perfect job for us, because this was the perfectreason to give kisses to all the girls in Modular. Angelo yelled he would receive the most kissesbecause the girls will find him so mature, while Angelino just kept buzzing about his all new girlattractingeau- de-toilette.Anyway, too make a long history short; we decided to have a bet. Since, once again, all ourmoney was spent on car-magazines, cigarettes and booze, we decided to bet for a haircut. Theone who had received the most kisses could choose the haircut of the other one. Needless tosay it was Angelino who won with 234 kisses (against 154 kisses of Angelo), probably becausehe spoiled one bottle of girl-attracting eau-de-toilette on his breast-chest. The bet was done,and so was the haircut.disappointed in all the traffic-jam our Modular agents and co-workers had to deal with every day,and that we might have found a solution for this. All we needed was a small budget to rent thisnew transportation vehicle so we could test-drive it and write a rapport on it, so he could decidethat this was a good solution for all the time being lost by Modular members.Mr. Modular really liked the fact that we took some initiative and he decided to give us a chance.(Which we found very normal, because transport-managing was kind of our job in Modular)Anyway, Angelo’s was after all very happy with his refreshing haircut, because until so far wehad a very hot pre-summer weather here in Belgium, especially during the weekdays. But wethought that this hot sunny weather was kind of a bummer because we had to work and wemore had the idea of getting boozed on a sunny terrace. We had to find a plan to legally escapefrom Modular, enjoying the sun, have some booze, and still doing our job. When it comes tothinking, we knew we needed Miguel to help us out. As always, he was smoking cigarettes onthe parking lot. We called him on his new mobile phone (a brand-new Nokia4332 that he hadworked for the last three week-ends as a helping throwing-out-jumper in Dancing Extase) for aspecial meeting between the Modular carton boxes. Miguel only had to hear the words ‘special& meeting’ and he knows enough. Five minutes later Miguel came to our self-made hiddenmeeting-room, while smuggling in some beers and some John Player Special cigarettes he hadbought occasionally.We told him that the sun was hot these days and that we wanted some reasons to convince Mr.Modular that we could work outside. After a few laughs, some loud farmers, and a couple ofbeers our ideas quickly became to come. Afterwards we ate some chicklets, so that Mr. Modularwould not smell our beer-breath and we went to his office. We said to him that we are veryAngelino is shaving Angelo’s face Angelo is pissed.Angelino, kissing the ladies a lot and smelling good.Going for the mullet.Angelo, kissing the ladies, looking good.A very nice mullethead.Angelo making the ladies smile.Angelo screamed to keep this rattail, but a no go forAngelino.34
After leaving Mr. Modular’s office, we returned to our secret meeting place. Meanwhile Miguel hadbought some boat-books and we continued our meeting. Our search for the perfect boat couldstart. We emptied our third half-litre beer and started mentally preparing for our test. “If all worksfine on the sea, I’m sure it will work even finer on all the canals we have here in Belgium, so it isbetter to test-drive the boat in the hardest condition.” We all agreed with Angelo’s words so wedecided to float the boat at Zeebrugge-Harbour.We quickly noticed that the boat would be better off with more horsepower, and a new claxon, butthat was a minor problem that could easily be tuned. Also needless to say that we did notencounter any traffic jams, so that this boat, in combination with the very widespread canalsituationhere in Belgium you can go wherever you want. We still don’t understand why nobodyuses boats instead of cars, but maybe that will change after they have seen our approach on boats.We were very proud on each other that we had dealt with this traffic-matter like real professionalproblem solvers and we even started daydreaming that we would win the Nobel Price for trafficjam-solving.Needless to say we would spend all of our price-money to overpowered boats, andtuned cars to drive in our spare-time. Off course we did not win that particular Nobel Price, sincethey still have to invent it for us. Anyway we will call mr. Nobel and tell him what we think of him.Having our breakfast in one of the coolest truckstops we know.Angelo checking out some sexy mags.Trailing our boat.Three real captains posing in the sun.Angelo is hot, and wants to cooldown already.Angelo on the wheel.Cruising in the harbour, while Angelino is sniffing some sea-breezes.A very disappointend Angelino, because Angelo does not give him thesteering wheel.Angelino cruising in the sea and looking for some ladies around toimponate.‘No-Fear-Miguel’ sitting dry, while Angelo and Angelino did someswimming.Miguel and Angelo are waiting for Angelino, while he ischecking out the girls on the beach.Enjoying a beer.Enjoying another beer.Blowing out on the beach.Enjoying a beer and real zwam-saussicen.Working hard to put the boat backon the trailer.Looking for a beer-tent to celebrate our greatday at the sea.Angelo sitting on the top.Going home, with a car.(What a bummer)35