Thelis
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This is a story about what happened to me at a party this Saturday.
As usual, I pregamed with a couple of friends, and yes, there were girls there. For the simplicity of the story we will call the friends TheColumbia, CoatMan and Swimmer. I catch a cab from my place, and pick up all of my friends from their respective apartments. By then we are all slightly reeling, but being the people that we are, we still have quite a bit on us. Since the party probably will be one of those deals where they don't let you in with uncovered bottles, we decide to finish off in the cab.
TheColumbia cannot drink at all, so after a couple of shots he starts singing something along the lines of "We don't need no LUBRICATION!" CoatMan takes it more seriously and only starts singing after his 5th or 6th shot. Swimmer and I are both half-sober by the time we arrive at the party. When we get there, we get out of the taxi. Unfortunately the taxi driver decided to drop us off right in front of the club, so the first thing that we see are two rather large bouncers at the door. The first thing the two rather large bouncers see are four people who might or might not be old enough to be drinking. They also see the bottles.
Since I am not a complete moron, I turn around and walk to the nearest garbage bin and throw the bottle I was carrying out (it looked kinda like apple juice... I don't know... whatever). So did the Swimmer. Even CoatMan threw his two bottles out. We approach the bouncers and try to act straight. We three flash our school IDs, and slip a twenty to each bouncer and go right in. As we approach the actual entrance to the dance floor we realize something... TheColumbia is not with us. Now, I don't really care, but my friends do and they turn around, I come along just to mess with TheColumbia. As we approach the door, a scene unfolds. TheColumbia is standing between teh two bouncers, a bottle in each hand and he is singing "We don't need no LUBRICATION!". Unfortunately the bouncers had no sense of humor so they just didn't let him in.
Now, at that point I just wanted to get into the party... I had my quota to fill. However, CoatMan left the building and went to fetch TheColumbia. Swimmer looked at me and even though I had a bad feeling, we followed the two. We found TheColumbia just a few feet away from the door, still drinking. I smacked him around a bit and told him to throw out the drinks. Eventually he did, and we tried to get back in. However, this time it was not as easy. I was cool with one of the bouncers (his name is Rick if anyone lives in NYC... you know him). So I still could have gotten in, but no party is the same without Swimmer... I decided to see what will happen. TheColumbia tried talking to the bouncers, but they didn't answer. He tried just walking in, but failed at that.
I tried talking to Rick, and at least got a response: "Get the drunk idiot away from this club and I'll let you and the others in." I found that funny since all four of us fit his description, but I knew he was talking about TheColumbia.
Half an hour later, Rick caved in and let TheColumbia along with the rest of us in. The caving in took a further 100 from the Swimmer and I. All four of us went onto the dance floor, and encountered....
Prepare yourself....
Daft Punk playing.
I am not crappin you, it was Daft Punk. Now, I felt like just turning around and leaving, but I was overcome with a desire to make fun of people, so I did just that.
Great Night. :/
As usual, I pregamed with a couple of friends, and yes, there were girls there. For the simplicity of the story we will call the friends TheColumbia, CoatMan and Swimmer. I catch a cab from my place, and pick up all of my friends from their respective apartments. By then we are all slightly reeling, but being the people that we are, we still have quite a bit on us. Since the party probably will be one of those deals where they don't let you in with uncovered bottles, we decide to finish off in the cab.
TheColumbia cannot drink at all, so after a couple of shots he starts singing something along the lines of "We don't need no LUBRICATION!" CoatMan takes it more seriously and only starts singing after his 5th or 6th shot. Swimmer and I are both half-sober by the time we arrive at the party. When we get there, we get out of the taxi. Unfortunately the taxi driver decided to drop us off right in front of the club, so the first thing that we see are two rather large bouncers at the door. The first thing the two rather large bouncers see are four people who might or might not be old enough to be drinking. They also see the bottles.
Since I am not a complete moron, I turn around and walk to the nearest garbage bin and throw the bottle I was carrying out (it looked kinda like apple juice... I don't know... whatever). So did the Swimmer. Even CoatMan threw his two bottles out. We approach the bouncers and try to act straight. We three flash our school IDs, and slip a twenty to each bouncer and go right in. As we approach the actual entrance to the dance floor we realize something... TheColumbia is not with us. Now, I don't really care, but my friends do and they turn around, I come along just to mess with TheColumbia. As we approach the door, a scene unfolds. TheColumbia is standing between teh two bouncers, a bottle in each hand and he is singing "We don't need no LUBRICATION!". Unfortunately the bouncers had no sense of humor so they just didn't let him in.
Now, at that point I just wanted to get into the party... I had my quota to fill. However, CoatMan left the building and went to fetch TheColumbia. Swimmer looked at me and even though I had a bad feeling, we followed the two. We found TheColumbia just a few feet away from the door, still drinking. I smacked him around a bit and told him to throw out the drinks. Eventually he did, and we tried to get back in. However, this time it was not as easy. I was cool with one of the bouncers (his name is Rick if anyone lives in NYC... you know him). So I still could have gotten in, but no party is the same without Swimmer... I decided to see what will happen. TheColumbia tried talking to the bouncers, but they didn't answer. He tried just walking in, but failed at that.
I tried talking to Rick, and at least got a response: "Get the drunk idiot away from this club and I'll let you and the others in." I found that funny since all four of us fit his description, but I knew he was talking about TheColumbia.
Half an hour later, Rick caved in and let TheColumbia along with the rest of us in. The caving in took a further 100 from the Swimmer and I. All four of us went onto the dance floor, and encountered....
Prepare yourself....
Daft Punk playing.
I am not crappin you, it was Daft Punk. Now, I felt like just turning around and leaving, but I was overcome with a desire to make fun of people, so I did just that.
Great Night. :/