Previously on "A series of fortunate drunken events":
- daddy diablo, B n Black travelled safely to their graduation ceremony preparations in a town far far away.
- on the fourth day of their drinking binge, they meet up with a fellow drunk know to all as triple H.
- triple H attracts a female he does not want to hang out with due to an assumed fallout months before.
- daddy diablo hastily moves in and begins to devour triple H's delicious droppings.
- unfortunately for daddy diablo, all he gets are digits but he soldiers on unperturbed.
And now, "A series of unfortunate drunken events" continues.
December 2006....day 6
Yesterday, we somehow managed to get gowns......courtesy of B. flirting with the dean's secretary (forties and misshapen and i think she lives on a farm coz she kinda has a slight smell of dung ....how does he do it? gotta ask him someday). Headed immediately back to the pub before B. went any further with the secretary (i think he's got some kind of fetish or something). Ditch campus and head back to town for a drink or two...or three....or four....or five....losing count.
Midnight fast approaches. Parents call to tell me that they are safely in their hotel. 'Are you excited?' "Yes mother." 'My car ok?' "Yes mother." 'Are you drinking?' crap. "Yes mother." i so hate lying to her 'Don't overdo it. You graduate in the morning.' "Yes mother." 'Good nite.' "Gnite mother." Damn, i need a drink.
She calls. Heart racing. I answer, trying to keep my slurring to a minimum. She's coming over in twenty. Cool. Enough time to ditch triple H.
D.D. : We change pubs. I hear guys are on the other side of town.
triple H (very wasted): Akina nani?
D.D. : Wasee kibao!
triple H : Sawa.
D.D. : B., we'll be right back. Need to dump abit of trash.
B. : Safi
triple H : B., haukuji?
B. : Zi, nikosafi as-hapa.
triple H : Poa.
Swiftly leave the club. Times running out. triple H is already dozing off in the car. Get to pub on the opposite side of town. Find some guy that i really don't like pinting huko. We sit. I order a round.....mbili mbili. "Need to pee". Slide out of the pub and dash back to prior club. 17 min operation. Like i said, i'm goooood.
B. got someone. Forget her name in 5 seconds flat..........got eyes on only one woman tonite. tick, tock, tick, she's here!!! "Drink?" 'Yes pliz. but i cant stay.'
CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Blah, blah, blah (this word is used coz triple H's name came up one too many times in conversation. Thankfully, tusker makes everything interesting).
3 am. 'I gotta go. Travelling to bundus in the morning.' like i care "Just one more drink?!" 'No, i really need to go.' tusker is really sweet....time to ditch your arse....as lovely as it is "Ok, let me drop you".
Out the joint. 5 min ride to her crib. Peck on the cheek. 'Tell triple H to call me'
WTF?????
to be continued
p.s. : Got lithium today. to be kesho mornings post.
December 2006....day 6
Yesterday, we somehow managed to get gowns......courtesy of B. flirting with the dean's secretary (forties and misshapen and i think she lives on a farm coz she kinda has a slight smell of dung ....how does he do it? gotta ask him someday). Headed immediately back to the pub before B. went any further with the secretary (i think he's got some kind of fetish or something). Ditch campus and head back to town for a drink or two...or three....or four....or five....losing count.
Midnight fast approaches. Parents call to tell me that they are safely in their hotel. 'Are you excited?' "Yes mother." 'My car ok?' "Yes mother." 'Are you drinking?' crap. "Yes mother." i so hate lying to her 'Don't overdo it. You graduate in the morning.' "Yes mother." 'Good nite.' "Gnite mother." Damn, i need a drink.
She calls. Heart racing. I answer, trying to keep my slurring to a minimum. She's coming over in twenty. Cool. Enough time to ditch triple H.
D.D. : We change pubs. I hear guys are on the other side of town.
triple H (very wasted): Akina nani?
D.D. : Wasee kibao!
triple H : Sawa.
D.D. : B., we'll be right back. Need to dump abit of trash.
B. : Safi
triple H : B., haukuji?
B. : Zi, nikosafi as-hapa.
triple H : Poa.
Swiftly leave the club. Times running out. triple H is already dozing off in the car. Get to pub on the opposite side of town. Find some guy that i really don't like pinting huko. We sit. I order a round.....mbili mbili. "Need to pee". Slide out of the pub and dash back to prior club. 17 min operation. Like i said, i'm goooood.
B. got someone. Forget her name in 5 seconds flat..........got eyes on only one woman tonite. tick, tock, tick, she's here!!! "Drink?" 'Yes pliz. but i cant stay.'
CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Blah, blah, blah (this word is used coz triple H's name came up one too many times in conversation. Thankfully, tusker makes everything interesting).
3 am. 'I gotta go. Travelling to bundus in the morning.' like i care "Just one more drink?!" 'No, i really need to go.' tusker is really sweet....time to ditch your arse....as lovely as it is "Ok, let me drop you".
Out the joint. 5 min ride to her crib. Peck on the cheek. 'Tell triple H to call me'
WTF?????
to be continued
p.s. : Got lithium today. to be kesho mornings post.
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