Oi? No thanks!

Today I'm having a bit of a hangover. Yesterday evening Florien (one of the oi people) called me and invited to go with them to party at some dude's place. I agreed. We drove out of town to some farm, where this guy lives in a trailer box (and it's a box alright - about 2x5 meters) with his brother, dog Tattoo and a kitten named Oi. There we listened to music (which to my disappointment consisted mostly of French stuff or just drunken guys screaming: "skinhead oi oi oi!"); drank a lot of beer... and basically that's it :S
Those guys are seriously insane: when one of them felt sick of mixing alcohol and smoke, he went to the toilet to puke for a while and then came back, sat down and started all over again as if nothing had ever happened. I think I want to take a little break of them for a while... They are really tiring! Mainly of course 'cause I understand only about one third of what they're saying. And man, I learned a lot of swearwords this night:)! Plus they are (as I suspected the first time I saw them) more about skin than punk and that fact unnerves me a bit. They're all fond of their expensive Lonsdale clothes. [Did you know that skinheads wear Lonsdale shirts and then sometimes cover the letters so that only NS is visible (NS as in national socialist). Talking about "all skinheads aren't nazis"!] That just makes me wonder... Besides, none of them is even slightly good-looking, except for the only girl Cindy. Not that they're not nice people or anything. I just somehow got bored of them tonight. Way too typical noisy losers with no ideals... Yeah, I remember feeling the same about Estonian punks, but those guys are all like 25-30 (except for Florien who's only 17). But the worst part is still that they're not even really punks. Najah.
I guess I'll call them up the next time I feel like heavy drinking. It's just good to know they're there.