Thursday, December 14, 2006

stop the madness!

so this is the story.. this happened recently.

went to my friend's place cos i can't go home that night. nanny and kiddo left to meet-up with wifey for some rehearsals.. kiddo joined a contest courtesy of wifey's new business venture, secret (or bleep if you want to).

since i didn't have the key to get in to the house and even if i have, i'd probably go somewhere else. what would i do there with no peps around, run around naked? hehe

so, off i went. what i really wanted to do that night was waste some time, have a good conversation over a cup of Brazilian Blazer Coffee, err, a bottle of beer/s so i could go home a bit wasted and crash quick... not on the pavement but on bed.

after a beer, my friend, let's call him Freak, wanted to go to another joint where it's much cozier and less noise. went and arrived at the area where we saw some familiar faces also hanging around the place.

joined in with them, chit-chat a little, ordered a few more rounds and Mao-Tse-Tong left. well, that's the "screen name" of the other guy who looked like chinese. Freak, me and sir Mat were left discussing and catching-up with anything. we haven't met this guy for eons so we were quite happy to see him around in his lonesome.

the story went from the usual boys talk to... well, you guess it, sleazy. so, sir mat gave us a few ideas of where's the best place to go... in a few minutes, we decided to go to a place new to us.. where there's supposed to be plenty of "chicks" - a videoke bar. much as i wanna go home and crash cos i was feeling pretty tipsy there already, the thought of getting into some "action" fueled my resolve to stay "alive."


so there. we got our butt-holes fixed in a place swarmed with hotties. shit! seems like we're a bunch of "meats" about to be fed to a horde of hungry wolves! i can count the number of customers with one hand.. so that explains the ratio.. you drift?



we had an agreement we'd only have one beer and make a quick exit... something about this agreement thingy we just couldn't keep especially when the one beer we ordered has vanish. boy, oh boy did sir mat ordered more beers, chicks and some food! i think we just fuck-up our christmas bonus there... something about danger that excites me.. cheap-thrill-seeker by the way, is my last name.

this is the part, for the nth time, that you're just gonna have to utilize whatever imagination you have cos i ain't tellin no deep, dark and evil secret... he he he

man, we went out of that joint around 4am! i tried vainlessly to slip quitely into the house around 5 but thanks to our dogs and our neighborhood's belligerent street dogs, my cover was blown.

i hate the aftermath feeling, mate. i think i'm gonna have to ditch my bad-ass friends so i could walk the right path... or NOT.

this experience is one for the books. i can still feel my fingers shaking aimlessly... don't know why..

period.

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