Idiota

It is awfully funny to see someone embarrass him/her –self. This is the experience I had when we were at this club party. Not everybody knew each other there, as there were probably 200+ over people at this party. Although I kinda hate the music the DJ was playing, I had no choice but to go with the flow as I was so looking forward to dance since. So everybody knows what alcohol can do to you – yes, they slow your thinking ability, make you say dumb stuff you wouldn’t normally say, and act silly nonetheless. As always when I club, I don’t normally drink (anyhow, I don’t like drinking either), but this time I had 2 bottles of some Swedish beer. My (about to make himself look stupid) friend had about 5. In between, we were dancing and I was dancing like a wild coyote on the front stage and I’ve always liked the attention, while he was on the floor dancing with our group of friends. Ok partially I do like to show off how well my dancing ability was…which I’ve always used to represent my virility. Man can I tell you how many people came up to me and give me the thumbs up, and compliments. Actually those people were mainly guys…. Crap… the girls only gave me the looks. I’m not sure if they were the kind that says ‘this guy is mad’, or ‘this guy is hot’, or ‘this guy is so screwing himself silly’. Subsequently what was about to happen was even more amazing. I was picked to compete in this best dressed male thingy! However my friend got picked too. I’ve always thought the reason why he got picked was because then he was just right next to me, and I think the person who picked me felt kinda sorry for him, so they said if he wanna join as well. He was more than happy.
Ok so when the competition starts, I was thinking, ‘I got this! This is done!’ until I realise that the judges were none other than the audience, and they judged according to the sound of applause. That’s not very fair… I haven’t got enough friends here to cheer for me and some of this buggles were dressed like they were going to the supermarket and had more friends to sabotage them into winning. Shit. So as you can guess, I didn’t win the competition. The supermarket guy won. But this is where the embarrassment came about. The competitors were to dance while the DJ plays a music, I wasn’t afraid. My friend was… he was drunk. When it was his turn to dance, he tried his best to look cool dancing onto the stage, and when he realised he couldn’t dance (seriously he look like B1/B2 the banana dancing), he tried to grab a girl audience to dance with him! The girls were like “no! no! no!”, and he was like “Come! Come! Quickly!” And many girls tried to avoid him as he reached for a hand. When he finally did grab hold of one, the girl was like struggling to say no but he yanked her so hard she had no choice but to give in…everyone was like OMG….. So again he tried his best impersonation of B1/B2 while the traumatised girl tried her best to conceal her tears. Shake your head in disbelief people, I did.
So after we left the party, when he was more sober, I said: “Did you know what you did back there?” And he was like: “yes…don’t tell me…” but he carried on to say that at that point in time, he didn’t really know why he did it…
…I’ll buy that for a dollar…