Mushu
09-11-2005, 10:41 AM
The following actions took place on the 10.09.2005.
The narrator:Mushu
Well today i decided to go out for the first time in a month. I called up the
funniest swede, Mike, from The French Tickler (http://www.outpostnine.com/forum/showthread.php?t=350) and asked him if he wanted to go with me and cause some mayhem. As usual he was up to the challenge.
I went to his place a bit earlier and killed time by playing doom 3, which by the way still scares the shit out of me. We quickly turned off the game.
He took a couple of pictures of me so that i can finally post my ugly face in the picture thread and scare the shit out of you, and then we took of to town.
We went to a club called Buddha, were we meet up with 2 of Mike´s friends, they are from the south and had a fucked up dialect and everytime they talk i couldn´t stop laughing. We sat outside for a while and had beer, i’d cola as i dont drink. After 20 min or so it started to get a bit cold and we went down to the dance floor. The Dj started off with some hiphop like Sean paul – We be Burnin’ and Kelis – Milkshake. There were group of friends that were dancing near us and i got a eye contact with one of the girls, a really hot one, Big tits and an ass that makes you go: damn! According to Mike she was a hot momma...
I started dancing with her and was quickly cut off by a big fat mother fucker. At first i thought he was delirious but i found out that he was protecting her from me, for a friend, a tall fucker that couldn´t dance. I ignored his futile attemps and continued flirting with her, Lady De. (her name was Denise) While we were dancing, the song milkshake by kelis came on and she started dancing dirty and was singing along with the chorus. When the part ‘my milkshake is better then yours, i can teach you, but i’ve to charge’ i took out a 100 kroners and smiled wickedly. She bursed into laughter.
All night we danced on and off as I was pretending that I wasn´t interested in her that much, and I playing hard to get, and it worked! I would go close to her with my friends and start dancing, and she would shortly get my attention just to start dancing with me, and her fat friend would try to get her attention from me... So did others of her friends do aswell. There were others less fine girls than her but i’d my eyes on her like a lion on a wounded antelope.
I got frustrated by that, trying to keep myself away, so we went outside to get some fresh air and something to drink. After being outside for about 30min I got back in and the Dj had switched to Techno and Denise and her friend were sitting down, not dancing.
I kept dancing with my friends and hoping she would come over to dance with me, sadly that did not happen. After dancing a while I looked over to where they were sitting and they were gone!
My friend told me to go get her number and I didn´t think about it twice. I walked to the coatchecking room and saw her getting her jacket, I quickly approached her with my hand on my hip, walking side to side, and asked her for her number.
She sadly told me that she had a boyfriend and thanked me for the dances and said I was cute and a good dancer. She slowly, what seemed like an eternity, walked away leaving me with a WTF expression on my face.
After the club closed at 4 in the morning i asked my friend if I could crash at his place as it was close and he agreed (I wanted to spoon).
While i was writing this editorial, he got bored and started playing his guitar. He started singing the blues.
This is what he sang.
“This is a Story about Mushu.
There was a club, called Buddha.
Where alot of girls go.
And also a girl named Denise.
Denise made Mushu’s pants rise.
But it didnt matter.
He couldnt grab it by the balls anyway.
So mushu’s good friend, Mike
Told him to take her number
Mushu said thats fucking embarrasing
And mike said no....
The time kept ticking
But for mushu nothing happened at all
At the end he looked over his shoulder
And Denise was gone
He run like a cheetah to the coat cheecking room
He came back with a sad face
Because Big breasted Dense had a boyfriend
The Story could end here,
And it does.”
Mike Hunt singing the blues.....
The narrator:Mushu
Well today i decided to go out for the first time in a month. I called up the
funniest swede, Mike, from The French Tickler (http://www.outpostnine.com/forum/showthread.php?t=350) and asked him if he wanted to go with me and cause some mayhem. As usual he was up to the challenge.
I went to his place a bit earlier and killed time by playing doom 3, which by the way still scares the shit out of me. We quickly turned off the game.
He took a couple of pictures of me so that i can finally post my ugly face in the picture thread and scare the shit out of you, and then we took of to town.
We went to a club called Buddha, were we meet up with 2 of Mike´s friends, they are from the south and had a fucked up dialect and everytime they talk i couldn´t stop laughing. We sat outside for a while and had beer, i’d cola as i dont drink. After 20 min or so it started to get a bit cold and we went down to the dance floor. The Dj started off with some hiphop like Sean paul – We be Burnin’ and Kelis – Milkshake. There were group of friends that were dancing near us and i got a eye contact with one of the girls, a really hot one, Big tits and an ass that makes you go: damn! According to Mike she was a hot momma...
I started dancing with her and was quickly cut off by a big fat mother fucker. At first i thought he was delirious but i found out that he was protecting her from me, for a friend, a tall fucker that couldn´t dance. I ignored his futile attemps and continued flirting with her, Lady De. (her name was Denise) While we were dancing, the song milkshake by kelis came on and she started dancing dirty and was singing along with the chorus. When the part ‘my milkshake is better then yours, i can teach you, but i’ve to charge’ i took out a 100 kroners and smiled wickedly. She bursed into laughter.
All night we danced on and off as I was pretending that I wasn´t interested in her that much, and I playing hard to get, and it worked! I would go close to her with my friends and start dancing, and she would shortly get my attention just to start dancing with me, and her fat friend would try to get her attention from me... So did others of her friends do aswell. There were others less fine girls than her but i’d my eyes on her like a lion on a wounded antelope.
I got frustrated by that, trying to keep myself away, so we went outside to get some fresh air and something to drink. After being outside for about 30min I got back in and the Dj had switched to Techno and Denise and her friend were sitting down, not dancing.
I kept dancing with my friends and hoping she would come over to dance with me, sadly that did not happen. After dancing a while I looked over to where they were sitting and they were gone!
My friend told me to go get her number and I didn´t think about it twice. I walked to the coatchecking room and saw her getting her jacket, I quickly approached her with my hand on my hip, walking side to side, and asked her for her number.
She sadly told me that she had a boyfriend and thanked me for the dances and said I was cute and a good dancer. She slowly, what seemed like an eternity, walked away leaving me with a WTF expression on my face.
After the club closed at 4 in the morning i asked my friend if I could crash at his place as it was close and he agreed (I wanted to spoon).
While i was writing this editorial, he got bored and started playing his guitar. He started singing the blues.
This is what he sang.
“This is a Story about Mushu.
There was a club, called Buddha.
Where alot of girls go.
And also a girl named Denise.
Denise made Mushu’s pants rise.
But it didnt matter.
He couldnt grab it by the balls anyway.
So mushu’s good friend, Mike
Told him to take her number
Mushu said thats fucking embarrasing
And mike said no....
The time kept ticking
But for mushu nothing happened at all
At the end he looked over his shoulder
And Denise was gone
He run like a cheetah to the coat cheecking room
He came back with a sad face
Because Big breasted Dense had a boyfriend
The Story could end here,
And it does.”
Mike Hunt singing the blues.....