On the 31st of October, Halloween, I received a call from Joey at about 11pm. I called, and he had that creepy dopey voice on again.
"Where are you? What are you doing? Are you bored?"
For a moment, I thought I'd be having another round of phone sex. The last time I did that I fell asleep feeling a million times more sorry for myself.
"Yea I'm bored.", I said.
"Okay. I'll come by your place then. We'll go out."
What I thought to be a more of a drive around the neighborhood turned out to be a rich experience of nicotine-hungry youths strapped of cash. We found ourselves digging our pockets for every bit of coins we had in order to buy a packet of cigarettes that we'll share. It's quite an irony when Joey's there in his Altis and dressed up so smartly. The scent of his perfume completes the whole image of a confident successful person ready to take life by its horns. Wait, how many coins do we have now?
In line with the Army's respected skill of precise and accurate planning, we found ourselves over at Clarke Quay, surrounded by people dressed up as their pop-heroes, whether it was tongue-in-cheek or simply because somebody needed an ego boost. I still wonder how the hell we ended up in town. I really wonder. We were just over at AMK buying Reds.
Halloween in this town was, nicely put, a sorry sight. I think we've had enough of those devil horns. That, and the fact that half the time it was teens in gawdy cosplay outfits. It was the usual horribly done vampire make up, or an afro wig (in pink!) added in as an afterthought to whatever they've been wearing. I was expecting a lot of Jokers but I only caught one as Nurse Joker. Wasn't the best... but he tried playing out the character.
Jack Sparrow was there. Cool. Some guy in a full Pedobear get up was there waving at the crowds though I think not many people got the reference. They probably thought he's some cuddly bear to be hugged but YOU DON'T CUDDLE UP TO PEDOBEAR! I came anyways.
I think one group deserved a mention and that was a handful of Indians parading around as the full Ghostbusters team. It's a breath of fresh air from the other generic costumes. What made the whole thing work was the fact that they were drinking from a bottle of beer in their hands. I bet that raped a few childhood memories. Joey and I supported them with hoots and shouts. It really was a refreshing sight.
Soon enough I got home, and Joey dropped by my place. Great... I knew I should have sorted out all the porn on my desktop. I showed Joey my small collection of porno DVDs and he urged me on to give them a spin. Two guys watching porn in a room in the dead of night. Don't only REALLY close friends do that? I mean the kind where you don't mind sharing his underwear with. The show didn't happen, and he left to pick his girl up at Attica in town.
Yeap, he went all the way back. What a night that was.
What was the point in this entry again?
"Where are you? What are you doing? Are you bored?"
For a moment, I thought I'd be having another round of phone sex. The last time I did that I fell asleep feeling a million times more sorry for myself.
"Yea I'm bored.", I said.
"Okay. I'll come by your place then. We'll go out."
What I thought to be a more of a drive around the neighborhood turned out to be a rich experience of nicotine-hungry youths strapped of cash. We found ourselves digging our pockets for every bit of coins we had in order to buy a packet of cigarettes that we'll share. It's quite an irony when Joey's there in his Altis and dressed up so smartly. The scent of his perfume completes the whole image of a confident successful person ready to take life by its horns. Wait, how many coins do we have now?
In line with the Army's respected skill of precise and accurate planning, we found ourselves over at Clarke Quay, surrounded by people dressed up as their pop-heroes, whether it was tongue-in-cheek or simply because somebody needed an ego boost. I still wonder how the hell we ended up in town. I really wonder. We were just over at AMK buying Reds.
Halloween in this town was, nicely put, a sorry sight. I think we've had enough of those devil horns. That, and the fact that half the time it was teens in gawdy cosplay outfits. It was the usual horribly done vampire make up, or an afro wig (in pink!) added in as an afterthought to whatever they've been wearing. I was expecting a lot of Jokers but I only caught one as Nurse Joker. Wasn't the best... but he tried playing out the character.
Jack Sparrow was there. Cool. Some guy in a full Pedobear get up was there waving at the crowds though I think not many people got the reference. They probably thought he's some cuddly bear to be hugged but YOU DON'T CUDDLE UP TO PEDOBEAR! I came anyways.
I think one group deserved a mention and that was a handful of Indians parading around as the full Ghostbusters team. It's a breath of fresh air from the other generic costumes. What made the whole thing work was the fact that they were drinking from a bottle of beer in their hands. I bet that raped a few childhood memories. Joey and I supported them with hoots and shouts. It really was a refreshing sight.
Soon enough I got home, and Joey dropped by my place. Great... I knew I should have sorted out all the porn on my desktop. I showed Joey my small collection of porno DVDs and he urged me on to give them a spin. Two guys watching porn in a room in the dead of night. Don't only REALLY close friends do that? I mean the kind where you don't mind sharing his underwear with. The show didn't happen, and he left to pick his girl up at Attica in town.
Yeap, he went all the way back. What a night that was.
What was the point in this entry again?
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