Saturday, April 15, 2006

A beer bath

I am dead...sapped of all energy and life force.... and I think I flushed the last of my weekend beer half an hour back. Now, all I can do is twiddle my thumbs till the next weekend ....... OR NOT!!!!!

Its that time of the month again...... for ppl who realize I am repeating myself, dont bother reading this or this. But I am gonna get sloshed beyond repair again tonight and to top it off, I get to check out Buddha Bar....yayyyyyyy.

(I am trying the hyperlink thingy for the first time, so do forgive me if you suddenly see SITE BLOCKED page.....Total Digression - I wonder how they rationalize giving 'ladies of the night' a free rein and block the relatively insignificant porn sites....) But last thursday was spectacularly fun.......... we ended up at 'X' nightclub (name changed for no particular reason...other than the fact that it was a pick up joint and I dont want anyone to know that I went there) which has a kick ass filipino rock band. Their base player is this hot babe (even filipino's look hot after a trip to the real Arabia) and she goes totally bezerk when they play 'Sweet Child of Mine'....she snatches the lead guitar and then headbangs and plays with the guitar behind her shoulders.......... that move has the advantage of giving us frustrated souls a 4 minute view of her pierced belly button and 4 tatoo's around it. Quite classy stuff..... but thats not the point of the narrative....

There was 5 of us, 3 guys and 2 girls (yup, I was the odd man out....*sob*) and all of us guys share an affinity to Pool. So when the band having their break, we started a game and the girls sat at our table judging anyone and everyone who stepped into that place (really...girls). Suddenly the DJ stops and there is a loud crash (interchangable...was too fast to time) v rush to see the fun and almost had a heart attack at the sight.....

There was this 6 ft. tall arab guy(for me anyone taller than 5'8" is 6ft....my neck cant move any further) drenched to the bone in beer with a broken pitcher at his feet, looking like Tusshar Kapoor in a comedy scene....romantic scene.... action scene....asleep.....i.e totally shell shocked and my friend Shamita(name changed to protect her boyfriend thru whom I know her) trying her best to demolish a black wall, which on closer inspection turned out to be Ceaser, the bouncer(again 6 ft tall). Apparantly this guy wanted the girls to join him in a drink and made the cardinal mistake of bringing a pitcher of beer with him........ poor guy, a textbook case of 'I didnt know girls had balls' syndrome. Somebody give that girl a medal.......

I am now totally terrified of her....... and have vowed to never talk to her when v have just ordered a pitcher and am still condering how she managed to splash the beer over a 6ft(?) guy when she is a proud 5'2" in her heels!!!!!

Damn!! If only I can build up enough courage to ask her to teach me.

11 Comments:

Blogger Sonia said...

it's not something men will ever have the balls to do! ;o)

but it's easy for us. if we don't like a guy, if he's trying to act fresh, if he's groping around, he won't know what hit him! no matter how tall or big he is. ( i did something similar just last week)

8:03 PM  
Anonymous maya said...

:D heh h eh he
girls are girls and boys will be boys!

11:00 AM  
Blogger Nautilus said...

"even filipino's look hot after a trip to the real Arabia" ...why, the racist you!! :-)

Sounded like you had a lot of fun though!

3:20 PM  
Blogger indianpeppone said...

@ Sonia: Now u r also in my official "Girl who frighten me" list.... not that it takes too much for anyone to b on it :-) ... Medal to u too!!

@ Maya: But nowadays with the new 'sensitive male' phenomenon(like me :D) and the liberated women, that line might not be as true

@ Nautilus: Of course I am a racist... I fall only for India beauties (*sigh*) and filipino's always seem to be more like mother hens to me and with shrill irritating voices..... (hope no checkout clerks from Dubai reads this) :-)

5:01 PM  
Anonymous motu said...

hilarious!!!

Well, Indian Beuaties huh?. Damn!! I've been 3 years in India and every girl I ask for a date here, either ends up throwing herself (or her beer) at me or asking me to introduce her to my mom.

I'm still to find a balanced one.

I'm thinking that I'd rather stick to my beer and forget the girls. hehe..

9:07 AM  
Blogger Patient Portnoy said...

Me wanna be brave girl too :-)

9:01 PM  
Anonymous maya said...

still soaked????

9:12 AM  
Blogger indianpeppone said...

@ motu : I have a tee shirt which advocats how beer is better than a woman.... :-), but u have to admit its no contest....

@ Patient Portnoy : Pour beer on the next 6ft guy u see and u qualify.... :-)

@ Maya : Unfortunately work this time....

9:29 AM  
Blogger Maya Cassis said...

Sweet child of mine...it does different things to different people.It makes my boyfriend drive with his nose
SO I can understand how the filipino plays guitar behind her shoulder
and kudos to your brave girl friend.I need to learn a thing or two from her,instead of beating up boys in my head
great post

3:41 AM  
Blogger Sue said...

Well, ask her. She'll be too surprised to eat you, so you're safe enough.

5:06 PM  
Blogger ichatteralot said...

Sounds like fun! Must try it sometime :) You think the cricket watching nobility would do stuff lke this??

5:54 PM  

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