WARNING: YOU DONT HAVE TO READ THE TEXT TO ANSWER THE POST...dick
So, I went to this party on friday, one of my friends birthday and its a nice get together beetwen friends, girlfriends, and our good old pals (vodka and rum, separated of course) were talking and joking and its all good simple fun, and then one of my "friends" decides its not too fun for me to have time to talk to girl I secretly love and decides to invite like fifteen more people (each brining theyre respective uninvited "friend") and everyone of them bringin more booze "more rum, what could go wrong!" I respond hapyly.
Of course, something went wrong, firs thing: the music and its dancing (which I despise), over here we dont dance with techno, In my country teen parties aare "sluty danced" with something called "reaggeton" which is bassicly rap`s younger, retarded, oiled up little borhter. The dancing is basiclly men rubbing their crotches to womes leg as women enter what I call "the slutty zone" (a vortex for whores).
Most of us are irritated by our "friend`s" uninvited guests, and their unapreciatted music, but eventually the resistance gives in, and Im one of the only suckers who just sit in the sides and doesnt dance...well jolly. so My first "seatbuddy" is my friend Octavius who temporarily forgets he cant drink and is know in a catatonic state of strange rambling and dizzyness, my second buddy is actually a nice girl, a bit of a shy one to, we have a half decent conversation before her father forces her to leave "well talk on monday!" she says bvefore leaving "I dont think ill make it..." I whisper anoyed, my third partner just happens to be a bottle of rum and his two girlfriends Orange juice and Coca-cola bottle...yeeah we totally had a fourway and stuff...
So, I decide to drink myself to stupidyti and dance around like a drunk moron, which I am, I say hurtfull thigns ot a couple of personas and steal kisses from girls "okay, it could`ve been worst" I say to my cousin as he is barfing in the bathroom, right before a huge guy comes in saying "you kissed my f***ng girl loser!". as I write this last paragraph... (dont dare say "thank god") ...my nosebleed begins to fade and the headache takes it place. Wonderfull...and i got invited to another party...i dont think ill go to any other parties for a while though.
So, I went to this party on friday, one of my friends birthday and its a nice get together beetwen friends, girlfriends, and our good old pals (vodka and rum, separated of course) were talking and joking and its all good simple fun, and then one of my "friends" decides its not too fun for me to have time to talk to girl I secretly love and decides to invite like fifteen more people (each brining theyre respective uninvited "friend") and everyone of them bringin more booze "more rum, what could go wrong!" I respond hapyly.
Of course, something went wrong, firs thing: the music and its dancing (which I despise), over here we dont dance with techno, In my country teen parties aare "sluty danced" with something called "reaggeton" which is bassicly rap`s younger, retarded, oiled up little borhter. The dancing is basiclly men rubbing their crotches to womes leg as women enter what I call "the slutty zone" (a vortex for whores).
Most of us are irritated by our "friend`s" uninvited guests, and their unapreciatted music, but eventually the resistance gives in, and Im one of the only suckers who just sit in the sides and doesnt dance...well jolly. so My first "seatbuddy" is my friend Octavius who temporarily forgets he cant drink and is know in a catatonic state of strange rambling and dizzyness, my second buddy is actually a nice girl, a bit of a shy one to, we have a half decent conversation before her father forces her to leave "well talk on monday!" she says bvefore leaving "I dont think ill make it..." I whisper anoyed, my third partner just happens to be a bottle of rum and his two girlfriends Orange juice and Coca-cola bottle...yeeah we totally had a fourway and stuff...
So, I decide to drink myself to stupidyti and dance around like a drunk moron, which I am, I say hurtfull thigns ot a couple of personas and steal kisses from girls "okay, it could`ve been worst" I say to my cousin as he is barfing in the bathroom, right before a huge guy comes in saying "you kissed my f***ng girl loser!". as I write this last paragraph... (dont dare say "thank god") ...my nosebleed begins to fade and the headache takes it place. Wonderfull...and i got invited to another party...i dont think ill go to any other parties for a while though.
