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Taking a quote out of Shaf
"This should've been my 21st birthday~!"
The mates at work threw me a birthday bash yesterday at Boiler Room at St James Power Station. Partly as an excuse to get smashed, partly to watch the stand-up comedian on stage on Fridays.
So we got there before 9pm coz the cover charge is waived before 9pm and a glass of Johnny Walker Black Label + coke later, they brought out their 1st sabo trick. A condom.
Now, I've already complained to them about the oiliness of the condom when they put forward their plan of making me drink from it a few days ago and made them wash it out before they do it. So my buddy went and wash it in the toilet, with many guys watching him do it and he filled it up with more whiskey and coke.
Surprisingly, the 3 other girls sitting beside me would not even touch the bulbous latex balloon (which looks like a brown brinjal) and my buddy had to stretch across for me to stretch across to take it.
Odd... It's just latex. It's not even used.
So anyway, few poses later, they poke a small hole at the tip for me to drink from and it was a disaster coz I didn't wanna hold the filled condom straight up as the contents might spring forth and cascade down my face and I couldn't hold it the other way coz the end that was tied up leaks. So after 3 failed attempts to get it up right *ahem*, we gave up and squeezed everything into a cup.
Next up, the stage. The back of the place was having a rowdy celebration and the guy asked if it's someone's birthday and got some enthusiastic replies. My bunch of friends started shouting from our table too. So he rounded up all of us birthday babies on stage and asked some silly stuff and taking cheap shots at us. What's most funny was what he did to the birthday guys. The gropes and the kisses and the pseudo-going down on his knees part. LMAO!
I didn't get what was so funny about him though. I mean, sure he's good for some cheap laughs but I was expecting something more from the way my friend went on about his shows. I guess Jess corrupted me with all the stand-up comedian shows and raised my imaginary comedy bar for them.
Afterward, we went around the adjacent rooms in St James and at the end of the night (or morning), I haven't really drank that much. I totaled to be about 2.5 glasses of coke and whiskey so that makes it around 1.25 glasses of whiskey neat. No wonder I didn't feel any buzz.
But after what happened the last time, I'd rather not experience that nauseating sensation again.
The people there were saying how I'm such a good sport for doing their dares but they really weren't much were they? :P
As my buddy says "What does she *not* dare to do? She's already almost broken a door coz it's locked by those stupid card-access. She's already had a shouting match with the boss less than 3 months into the job. She's even sneaked something she wasn't supposed to bring into 2 places already!"
...Which brings me to the question of what *do* I not dare to do?
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