how the girls feel...

at Kaleido, Melbourne Central

I had gotten a call from Marie and Ricky on the Thursday.
We were supposed to go out on the Friday.
I met up with Chi Man and then linked up with my most gracious hosts.
We waited around for Kath for a fair while.
And, they had then brought us out to this supposedly *new* lounge.

It was an old lounge (that i had been to before) but, a new event.

I had met up with Will, an old friend whom I had not seen for a century.
This man was one of the better wingmen during my CounterStrike days.
He has cleaned up heaps and is now stylish with a shiny Honda Accord Euro.
And, he is now living proof that disproves the myth that 'nice cars gets you the girls'.

and Yea...

His girlfrend of about a year had called it quits and he was there to just cut loose and relax.
And, how they do the whole relax bit... is wild.
Out came daddy's credit card and the round table of drinks.
These bunch of people really are not very civilized.
Although the monetary value of drinks on the table suggest otherwise.

There was this guy, Ari, who came by with a bottle and was shouting for me.
I was like, yeap... sure, I'll just get myself a clean glass and we can have a drink.
As I removed of my smokes away and exhaled...



HE SHOVED THE DAMN BOTTLE IN MY MOUTH !!!



and, I was standing there half gulping, half drinking while he as pouring this stuff down my throat.
I have never felt so violated in my life.

*blush*





I now know how the girls feel...

*winks*