Halloween part 2: Count Burgundy & His Rum
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While the party was going on, my housemate (whom i went with) and some other people decided to go to the nearby bar to shoot some pool and, well, drink summore. so i joined. (the pool, not the drinking.)
sidenote: my ms pujaan hati called me during the party. seeing how the party was lacking excitement for a non-drunkard such as moi, i stepped out from the party inside ignoring the pretty drunk girls inside just so that i could sit and listen to the lovely voice of my missy yang terpuja-puja oii terujaaa terujaaaa.
back to story. so a bunch of us went to the bar. and we played pool. i lost, i won. i was having fun, for a change.
turned out, the bar had a halloween theme going on that night. all the employees were dressed up, and all the bar costumers were too, and we got cowboys and cowgirls and devils and various assortments of ghouls and goblins. very merry.
in the middle of the pool game, the barkeep announced that there's a secret contest for the best-dressed customers. the vote had been tallied, the five chosen winners will win cool prizes, and the winners are:
the tigress! meeeooooow. clapclapclap.
the devil! woohoo! clapclapclap.
...and first prize goes to...
the burgundy guy! clapclapclap. i was, like, hahaha 'burgundy guy' who's that idiot! laugh, laugh.
until i realized that everybody was looking at me. whoopsee daisee! i sauntered forward half-embarrassed, and then was astonished when i was handed a big BIG bottle of rum. all my friends were amused too, knowing that i don't drink, and my housemate - who didn't win any - kept smacking his lips knowing he gets to finish all of my rum.
a little later, one of the bargirl came to me and asked, "so what EXACTLY are you...? we can't figure out what you are so we just called you the burgundy man..."
and not without a note of exasperation, i said, "i am a Count!"
and she said,"owwhhh... shoot, well whatever it is, it's very well done!"
so that's my Halloween this year. i got hit on by one ms Slut, and i brought home me own stash o' rum.
woohoo!
While the party was going on, my housemate (whom i went with) and some other people decided to go to the nearby bar to shoot some pool and, well, drink summore. so i joined. (the pool, not the drinking.)
sidenote: my ms pujaan hati called me during the party. seeing how the party was lacking excitement for a non-drunkard such as moi, i stepped out from the party inside ignoring the pretty drunk girls inside just so that i could sit and listen to the lovely voice of my missy yang terpuja-puja oii terujaaa terujaaaa.
back to story. so a bunch of us went to the bar. and we played pool. i lost, i won. i was having fun, for a change.
turned out, the bar had a halloween theme going on that night. all the employees were dressed up, and all the bar costumers were too, and we got cowboys and cowgirls and devils and various assortments of ghouls and goblins. very merry.
in the middle of the pool game, the barkeep announced that there's a secret contest for the best-dressed customers. the vote had been tallied, the five chosen winners will win cool prizes, and the winners are:
the tigress! meeeooooow. clapclapclap.
the devil! woohoo! clapclapclap.
...and first prize goes to...
the burgundy guy! clapclapclap. i was, like, hahaha 'burgundy guy' who's that idiot! laugh, laugh.
until i realized that everybody was looking at me. whoopsee daisee! i sauntered forward half-embarrassed, and then was astonished when i was handed a big BIG bottle of rum. all my friends were amused too, knowing that i don't drink, and my housemate - who didn't win any - kept smacking his lips knowing he gets to finish all of my rum.
a little later, one of the bargirl came to me and asked, "so what EXACTLY are you...? we can't figure out what you are so we just called you the burgundy man..."
and not without a note of exasperation, i said, "i am a Count!"
and she said,"owwhhh... shoot, well whatever it is, it's very well done!"
so that's my Halloween this year. i got hit on by one ms Slut, and i brought home me own stash o' rum.
woohoo!
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