Why my social life is ten times better than yours

[Spiffor]

Originally posted by MrFun
Ok -- so there are Socialist parties in European countries, but there are no European governments that are socialist.

Most "socialist" governments have turned social-democrat during the past century (i.e. they have fundamentally accepted the principles of capitalism as being a good system if tempered, while before they believed in the progressive replacement of the capitalist system by a socialist system).
These parties have kept their historical name. They are socialist in name, but not in policy.

[Zero]

Re: Lord, give me strength

Originally posted by Zylka
Why my social life is now 20x better than yours

A call girl is tempting me on a free trip to Edmonton to do a half oz of free blow with her. SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM THIS ****ING MESS

call girl? you mean just a (single) call girl? If so, my friend can easily top that story.

[self biased]

Re: Lord, give me strength

Originally posted by Zylka
A call girl is tempting me on a free trip to Edmonton to do a half oz of free blow with her.

that's a lot of blow. that's like a f*cking rock star quantity.

[Zylka]

Re: Re: Lord, give me strength

Originally posted by Zero

call girl? you mean just a (single) call girl? If so, my friend can easily top that story.

She wasn't even hot, man.. pretty - but not my tastes. Way too skinny and dark. I WOULDN'T hit that, in the words of the immortal Ted Striker

Anyway.. she was really persistent and convinced me, then booked just the two of us a room at a Royal INN suite last night, up near the airport. Sw4nk room, so as soon as we got their we immediately popped open the blow (she only had an 8 ball at the time for "some odd reason"; but hey - beggers can't be choosers). After a few hits, she realized we needed a smoking room, so we went and changed to an even cooler room - yet I'm pretty sure we left some paraphernalia and or drug in the last.

Anyway, to sum things up without going into COMPLETE detail this horrific night.. we got incredibly ****ed up - I got incredibly paranoid and uncomfortable with her.. and she got PISSED OFF. She's a sweet girl so was trying to hide it but barely could. So then she started making calls to have a few of her close friends come over - ones who were SMOKING CRACK; and one specific of which (in my freaked out state) could have been her Sikh/Arabic/NotQuiteSure gangster boyfriend who she was on the offs with.

Anyway, this is when I really started freaking out, went dowstairs to "chill out" in the lobby with a few glasses of merlot and made a stuttering wreck of a scene. I kept re-straddling and positioning myself all uncomfortably over the lounge sofa trying to get a good view of the lobby for any undesirables arriving and getting key to our room, but they never did come. Also made quite "charming" conversation with the 3 on staff which made things easier for everyone.

Soooo.. calmed down from drink and needing more white lady I eventually retreated back up to the room. Got high, went downstairs again for another drink. This time crew cut hired security is behind the bar staring me down, with another roaming in the lobby. Soo.. back up I go

Being coked up all night we were sketchy over even the slightest of sounds, even with our door locked and barricading with enough time to hide/dispose stuff. Yet the cream of the evening finally came when the hotel HIRED A COUPLE OF NATIVES to go up the elevator and sit next to our room on the radiator making as much obnoxious, sporadic noise as possible, air horns included. It worked. We left at about 1:30am after about five checked out hours. Security guards/staff sparing no dirty look upon our leave. Our should I say my leave.

Oh wait, the cream actually came in cab ride home. I pissed in it! Well not quite full out pissed, but enough to stink and go "OH **** I GOTTA TAKE A HUGE PISS". So the driver kind of did me a pissed off New Year's Eve favour and drove aaallll the way back from downtown regardless of the fact that I had no money on my person. I just giggled and pretended to be ****ed up/oblivious to it all, straining my poor prostrate to its limits during the remainder.

So - in summation, it was terrible.. but I'm alive. Now I get home to depression themed messages targetted at me from the girl through whome I met the ecort.. imaginably for missing her NYE (we both kind of blew her off and did this behind her back so we could do the drugs, of which she is staying away from). Well. - Thank God I'm good looking. Just glad to be home!!!

[Zylka]

Re: Re: Lord, give me strength

Originally posted by self biased
that's a lot of blow. that's like a f*cking rock star quantity.

Yeah. She obviously decided not to buy the rest when things went sour, but you know what... I THINK SHE WANTS ME TO GO DO THIS AGAIN

****

[Zylka]

Oh and I was also on the News sharing my resolutions! All in a day's work - folks aaaHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[self biased]

well, did you learn your lesson, zyl?

[Zylka]

Not really. You think this is the first time I've had a night like this?

[Ecthy]

serious issues... I couldn't even afford drinking wine in a hotel, let alone a hooker in the same...

[self biased]

:laughs at ecthelion: really. the drinks are quite expensive

and zylka, i'm sure it wasn't the first time, but it sounds like you didn't have much fun...

[Zylka]

Not at all. But I didn't spend a dime, so I guess it's a nill experience.

[Jon Miller]

but you could have spent oyur time on other persuits

Jon Miller

[self biased]

free is one thing, but why not do something you enjoy, instead of getting whacked out on coke, and all paranoid an stuff?

[Zylka]

I think I'll let some other low life addict struggle to answer that for you.

[Ecthy]

why did she do that? like you so much?