last night was a bizarre night. after jeeper the creeper, came the slurring mexicanos who shouted at us and chased us. or at least i thought they were chasing us. we never looked back. because we were getting the hell out of there.
anyways, since we figured this was quite the exciting and adventuresome night, we decided to make an appearance at the black and white affair.
we dressed up in our itty bitty black dresses, high heels, and jewels, and walked all the way down to the party in the dark. dressed like classy hookers.
as we walked by people, well males, we garnered quite the amount of attention. one such was a guy talking on his phone and smoking. as we started walking his way miss rabbit overheard him saying to his phone friend
"dude three hot girls are walking by me and their barely dressed."
others just looked at us and wanted to know where we were going. because they wanted to come.
but i was the only one who actually got harassed. well not harassed, just approached.
so we walked into the party, it was not as dark as we wanted it to be and it was really quite small. and stood there for a while, soaking in the scene.
ten minutes later, i started noticing a guy checking me out. i ignored him and looked elsewhere. right into jeeper the creepers eyes. i shrieked and clasped misses rabbit and papaya and drug them to a dark corner. we could not, and i repeat could not, see or talk to that person again.
five minutes later i was approached. by the guy checking me out.
he came up to me and my gaydar screeched immediately. he walked up and started touching himself most inappropriately and got awfully close to my face. miss rabbit thought he was going to kiss me. ugh. i need a shower. again.
anyways he introduced himself in a slimy gay way, and i replied. and after saying some other stuff he said
"well i'm gonna go do something real fast, but after i get back we're gonna dance, okay?"
i assented. the second he stepped over the door, i turned to the girls and said
"we are leaving now!"
and thankfully we escaped. unscathed. and i didn't have to dance with the bizarre gay/not gay man who gave me the heebie jeebies.
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