backbreaker
Master Don Juan
Okay, me and my cousins and my best friend decided to go to the club last night.
Now, as much as I do go out (not to much anymore, but often) i have NeVER been out with my best friend.
Now the first thing I notice when I go pick him up and that he is dressed exactly like me... I have my own style of dress, usually jeans, casual shoes, a nice button down shirt and a nice sportsjacket and depending on how I feel a hat... However the key is that the jeans I usually wear are "fitted" and not baggy jeans or it throws off the entire look. The shirt is usually a button down casual shirt that contricts the jacket and the jacket is a sports jacket.
Last nigth I had on some CK One jeans I got off ebay for 12 dollars that have become some of my favorate jeans, even though I have 5 pair of Diesel jeans, some brown on beige steve maddens, a D&G buttown down shirt with flower patterns on it that I like, and a brown DKNY sSPORTSJACKET. I had on a trucker hat that said "I'm rick james *****", pretty fly. Now, my best friend, even though I love him like a brother, and I mean that, didn't have ti right. He usually wears tee shirts and baggy jeans, so he had on some baggy jeans, a white church shirt and a cheap church suit jacket. I could tell it was cheap becasue it looked too stiff.
So we get to the club, and all the way he is talking about how it's going to be on and all of this crap, so me and my cousins friend, this guy who is a LB for Arkansas and is quickly becoming my best wingman (i'm going to miss him when he goes back to UofA) got o ur drinks and started working the women. My cousin is a little younger, 20, and he still has alot of aFC tendiences but I took him under my wing becasue not being gay, he is good looking and wants to do better but doesn't "get it yet" so I told him to just sit down, have a drink and watch how me and his friend work the crowd.
Now my best friend seems to be what I call the "club inspector"... you know the guy that sits in the back of the club and is sitting there the entire night bobbing his head like "yeah, this club passes the inspection".
Tyler, my wingman for the night, is what we call down here "off the chain" It's funny, because he is loud and can get on your nerves.. he takes girls from guys and dances with him, makes funny remakrs to women (not mean) but... he is 6'0 and 230 and all muscle, so guys get mad and then actually look at him and frown.
Anyway back to me. I knew it was going to be a good night when the bouncer stopped me and talked like 5 mintues where I got my hat. The second I actually got in the club there was around 2 girls that came up to me in the first 5 mintues, one asian and not too cute, the other was pretty right.
So we go up the stairs and all of us are sitting on the rail, and me and my best friend see our old best friend from high school. Now, he is bigger and has a self esteem problem, and he has gotten bigger so I am sure his self esteem problem didn't get smaller. On the other side of my two friends, there is Tyler the wingman, and these two white girls that are pretty good looking. So of course Tyler starts talking to one and I am checking out the other and she looks at me and smiles so I play around with her for a mintue then go and get the number (number count, 1)
No more than 2 mintues later, this girl who I used to see alot and knew had a crush on me, even though she is older than me pulls me to the side and talks to me. I waste no time whatsoever and tell her to give me her number so I can hook up with her sometome (number count 2)
By this time, I have had at least 15 people say one thing or the other about my hat (if you don't get it, it's from the Dave Chapelle show when he did the eposide about Rick James) and this one girl came up to me and said "let me see your hat"... Of course I said "girl are you crazy, I don' tknow you" She says "we can change that" Now I am thinking... I have a huge hat collection, and I paid $1.50 for this hat off ebay, I can easilly buy another and I just got my haircut so I didn't need the hat. So I say "babe, what's your name (she tells me). Look (name), tell you what I can do for you. Give me your phone number and you can have the hat" She says " sure" She gives to to me and tells me "I'm trying to have fun so unless you want to have fun don't call me" (number count 3...a tie with the first one for the best looking one)
All this and I haven't hit the dance floor yet. First I go check in with my best firned and he is still in the same sport, still bobbing his head. My little cousin has now got up and is folloiwng me and Tyler around. Tyler is doing his thang as well, he had to get around 3-5 numbers last night.
So my the first thing everyone, and I mean, everyone is asking me (people I didn't even know) is "man, where is your hat". I told them (I let this girl I was talking to have it). NOw my friends, the fat one and my best friend are sitting there like, all man you are caking and shaking their heads and stuff like that... yet they are in the same place they were when they walked in the building. I laught it off and go to the dance floor.
there is this older women who comes up to me, who Id idn't even know and says "where is your hat" I tell her i let a friend wear it and she says "that's too bad because I wanted to wear it" and rubs my head and unbottons my shirt, or at least the first button and puts her hand on my chest. I tell her "you didn't need the hat for an excuse to touch me" So we dance for a song and I know twot hings... first, I see this guy looking at her funny and I presume it's her man and second, this girl is a major freak, it was no waY I was leaving without this girl, or better yet woman's number (29 years old), so I tell her to go to the bathroom and she sneaks there and I get her number out there, and I was right, the guy starring at her was her man, but considering she was putting her hand down my shirt, and I am just trying to have fun anyway I really didn't care. (number count, 4)
Now, as much as I do go out (not to much anymore, but often) i have NeVER been out with my best friend.
Now the first thing I notice when I go pick him up and that he is dressed exactly like me... I have my own style of dress, usually jeans, casual shoes, a nice button down shirt and a nice sportsjacket and depending on how I feel a hat... However the key is that the jeans I usually wear are "fitted" and not baggy jeans or it throws off the entire look. The shirt is usually a button down casual shirt that contricts the jacket and the jacket is a sports jacket.
Last nigth I had on some CK One jeans I got off ebay for 12 dollars that have become some of my favorate jeans, even though I have 5 pair of Diesel jeans, some brown on beige steve maddens, a D&G buttown down shirt with flower patterns on it that I like, and a brown DKNY sSPORTSJACKET. I had on a trucker hat that said "I'm rick james *****", pretty fly. Now, my best friend, even though I love him like a brother, and I mean that, didn't have ti right. He usually wears tee shirts and baggy jeans, so he had on some baggy jeans, a white church shirt and a cheap church suit jacket. I could tell it was cheap becasue it looked too stiff.
So we get to the club, and all the way he is talking about how it's going to be on and all of this crap, so me and my cousins friend, this guy who is a LB for Arkansas and is quickly becoming my best wingman (i'm going to miss him when he goes back to UofA) got o ur drinks and started working the women. My cousin is a little younger, 20, and he still has alot of aFC tendiences but I took him under my wing becasue not being gay, he is good looking and wants to do better but doesn't "get it yet" so I told him to just sit down, have a drink and watch how me and his friend work the crowd.
Now my best friend seems to be what I call the "club inspector"... you know the guy that sits in the back of the club and is sitting there the entire night bobbing his head like "yeah, this club passes the inspection".
Tyler, my wingman for the night, is what we call down here "off the chain" It's funny, because he is loud and can get on your nerves.. he takes girls from guys and dances with him, makes funny remakrs to women (not mean) but... he is 6'0 and 230 and all muscle, so guys get mad and then actually look at him and frown.
Anyway back to me. I knew it was going to be a good night when the bouncer stopped me and talked like 5 mintues where I got my hat. The second I actually got in the club there was around 2 girls that came up to me in the first 5 mintues, one asian and not too cute, the other was pretty right.
So we go up the stairs and all of us are sitting on the rail, and me and my best friend see our old best friend from high school. Now, he is bigger and has a self esteem problem, and he has gotten bigger so I am sure his self esteem problem didn't get smaller. On the other side of my two friends, there is Tyler the wingman, and these two white girls that are pretty good looking. So of course Tyler starts talking to one and I am checking out the other and she looks at me and smiles so I play around with her for a mintue then go and get the number (number count, 1)
No more than 2 mintues later, this girl who I used to see alot and knew had a crush on me, even though she is older than me pulls me to the side and talks to me. I waste no time whatsoever and tell her to give me her number so I can hook up with her sometome (number count 2)
By this time, I have had at least 15 people say one thing or the other about my hat (if you don't get it, it's from the Dave Chapelle show when he did the eposide about Rick James) and this one girl came up to me and said "let me see your hat"... Of course I said "girl are you crazy, I don' tknow you" She says "we can change that" Now I am thinking... I have a huge hat collection, and I paid $1.50 for this hat off ebay, I can easilly buy another and I just got my haircut so I didn't need the hat. So I say "babe, what's your name (she tells me). Look (name), tell you what I can do for you. Give me your phone number and you can have the hat" She says " sure" She gives to to me and tells me "I'm trying to have fun so unless you want to have fun don't call me" (number count 3...a tie with the first one for the best looking one)
All this and I haven't hit the dance floor yet. First I go check in with my best firned and he is still in the same sport, still bobbing his head. My little cousin has now got up and is folloiwng me and Tyler around. Tyler is doing his thang as well, he had to get around 3-5 numbers last night.
So my the first thing everyone, and I mean, everyone is asking me (people I didn't even know) is "man, where is your hat". I told them (I let this girl I was talking to have it). NOw my friends, the fat one and my best friend are sitting there like, all man you are caking and shaking their heads and stuff like that... yet they are in the same place they were when they walked in the building. I laught it off and go to the dance floor.
there is this older women who comes up to me, who Id idn't even know and says "where is your hat" I tell her i let a friend wear it and she says "that's too bad because I wanted to wear it" and rubs my head and unbottons my shirt, or at least the first button and puts her hand on my chest. I tell her "you didn't need the hat for an excuse to touch me" So we dance for a song and I know twot hings... first, I see this guy looking at her funny and I presume it's her man and second, this girl is a major freak, it was no waY I was leaving without this girl, or better yet woman's number (29 years old), so I tell her to go to the bathroom and she sneaks there and I get her number out there, and I was right, the guy starring at her was her man, but considering she was putting her hand down my shirt, and I am just trying to have fun anyway I really didn't care. (number count, 4)