It's 6am, so my writing might be a bit confused.
So last night I went to this informal party to my friend's place along with the girl I'm moving out this summer, we were about 8 or 9 people. It wasnt much of a big thing. I aint much of a drinker anymore, so I didnt fill up really that much. my friend did, and i was quite shocked at how much she was able to obsorb for such a little body
Anyway at the end it as me, her, my passed out friend and his girlfriend on the couch. We were talking about along teh ever classic sexual innuendos game, where you have to find sexual innuendos in innocent every day expressions (its hard to explain in english, but its expressions like "put butter on her muffins". Okm not really a good example)
So we were trading lines back and forth, at at the end she goes (in french, so its kinda hard to french) "She only wants the big bone!", i'm like WHAT WHAT WHAT (even if I totally knew where she was going with this) . "Oh its an inside joke", i go "Well I will have to refuse your answer miss, since its especially written in the rules that you cant use inside jokes unless all both party are involved", she goes "well then i'll explain it to you!"
She then explains one night she was smoking up with her formerbf (she was with him at the time) so much, that her whole appartement was filled with ganja fumes. "You wouldnt believe how much stuff i smoked that night". Then she explains that her dog was completly
affected by the fumes, and how her big dog would get the munchies and that it would stare at a big bone that was on floor for like 10 minutes and just stayed, looking at it, not moving"
she goes "and thats when my bf went and said She just wants her biiig booone!". Anyway, It was pretty funny at 4am, but in the back in my mind, something went "wtf since when is she such a big smoka". Then she adds "and later on in the evening, we were getting it on <insert graphical details for 2-3 minutes>" I'm like "skip to teh end, you slut". She goes "Ok, so in the middle of it He said "But she only wants daa bone" (The original french double meaning sounded like a request for a blowjob. Its hard to translate).
She starts laughing her ass off about how she thought it was a request and so on. Anyway -- it was pretty funny, but it somewhat killed my mood. From where the fuck did that massive pot smoking came from. I mean, I dont care really much, but it just suddenly came out of nowhere, and especially from her, I didnt expect that.
And then we talked about tv shows featuring animal (she loves animals) and how every show would be better if it featured a cameo from her dog. , I slip in the conversation in a very over-acting dramatic way "AH, poor Agent Johnson (thats the name of her dog), the dog with a pot addiction. WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOU JOHNSON, WHYYYY YOU HAD SUCH A FUTURE, DAMN DRUGS RUINED YOU, DAWNGGGG"
She goes "The first time she tripped out, I felt horribly cruel, I had regrets". I'm like.. "What? The first time? How the fuck did you manged to smoke out your dog, you crazy woman" and then my head back, not talking, just staring at the floor. I mean, thats a freaking lot of smoking if you manage to affect a freaking dog witht fumes.
She stopped giggling for a bit. 4-5 minutes passed. "I'm not a pothead, Patrick". "Yes I know". "No really.. I'm not. I dont smoke a lot". "..." "Its even pretty rare you know... Even <insert name of her big gay friend she hangs with> offers me some all the time, but I always refuse". I'm like. "yah"; half-sleeping
The party mood was dead, News at eleven
She kicks me in the leg "dont fucking think. I know you are thinking about that. Youre always thinking about stuff. Youre like a fucking computer with everything, you analyse everything people say toy ou. I know how right now, youre thinking that i'm just a worthless pothead and how since all the time you've known me, I never talked about it. I know your stance about drugs. I know what you think of me now. I know how you work, shuri"
I raised my head back and just stare at her.
"I'm not like your exgf (her somewhat former best-friend since they were kids). Dont compare us in your head."
And then the drunken chick tears started flowing. She was drunk as hell, so I guess it its was meaningless. I felt horrible because I completly set her up to get to know wtf was up with the pot smoking business. Now she was ruining her makeup, drunk as hell.
"Let's talk about it another day, youre wasted now. Nap time for you". I make her lay down, loosen upl her dress, remove her boots *cue porn track*, put a blanket over her, kissed her on the head.
"Sleep well you weeping slut", "go home and whack off to net porn until you pass out, you sick bastard" she says. Thats a running joke between us where we always says goodbye to each other that way.
Got home, and felt like writing this message.
HOly ufkc it took me one hour and a half to type. GAF is the only place I can actually talk about certain stuff since I dont feel confortable talking about stuff involving girls we know to my friend.
I dont have much of a opinion on the thing. I'm pretty open to pot usage, i mean people are free to do whatever they want, but it came kinda as a shock to learn that, from her. We're moving out together next year, and i think that indeed, theres gonna be trouble ahead, and i doubt that my ethic about friendship with people of teh other sex might not last long
Thanks GAF!
NOw, off to teh shower, and then sleep. I'm seeing her again today. I cant begin imagine how strange the mood might be
So last night I went to this informal party to my friend's place along with the girl I'm moving out this summer, we were about 8 or 9 people. It wasnt much of a big thing. I aint much of a drinker anymore, so I didnt fill up really that much. my friend did, and i was quite shocked at how much she was able to obsorb for such a little body
Anyway at the end it as me, her, my passed out friend and his girlfriend on the couch. We were talking about along teh ever classic sexual innuendos game, where you have to find sexual innuendos in innocent every day expressions (its hard to explain in english, but its expressions like "put butter on her muffins". Okm not really a good example)
So we were trading lines back and forth, at at the end she goes (in french, so its kinda hard to french) "She only wants the big bone!", i'm like WHAT WHAT WHAT (even if I totally knew where she was going with this) . "Oh its an inside joke", i go "Well I will have to refuse your answer miss, since its especially written in the rules that you cant use inside jokes unless all both party are involved", she goes "well then i'll explain it to you!"
She then explains one night she was smoking up with her formerbf (she was with him at the time) so much, that her whole appartement was filled with ganja fumes. "You wouldnt believe how much stuff i smoked that night". Then she explains that her dog was completly
affected by the fumes, and how her big dog would get the munchies and that it would stare at a big bone that was on floor for like 10 minutes and just stayed, looking at it, not moving"
she goes "and thats when my bf went and said She just wants her biiig booone!". Anyway, It was pretty funny at 4am, but in the back in my mind, something went "wtf since when is she such a big smoka". Then she adds "and later on in the evening, we were getting it on <insert graphical details for 2-3 minutes>" I'm like "skip to teh end, you slut". She goes "Ok, so in the middle of it He said "But she only wants daa bone" (The original french double meaning sounded like a request for a blowjob. Its hard to translate).
She starts laughing her ass off about how she thought it was a request and so on. Anyway -- it was pretty funny, but it somewhat killed my mood. From where the fuck did that massive pot smoking came from. I mean, I dont care really much, but it just suddenly came out of nowhere, and especially from her, I didnt expect that.
And then we talked about tv shows featuring animal (she loves animals) and how every show would be better if it featured a cameo from her dog. , I slip in the conversation in a very over-acting dramatic way "AH, poor Agent Johnson (thats the name of her dog), the dog with a pot addiction. WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOU JOHNSON, WHYYYY YOU HAD SUCH A FUTURE, DAMN DRUGS RUINED YOU, DAWNGGGG"
She goes "The first time she tripped out, I felt horribly cruel, I had regrets". I'm like.. "What? The first time? How the fuck did you manged to smoke out your dog, you crazy woman" and then my head back, not talking, just staring at the floor. I mean, thats a freaking lot of smoking if you manage to affect a freaking dog witht fumes.
She stopped giggling for a bit. 4-5 minutes passed. "I'm not a pothead, Patrick". "Yes I know". "No really.. I'm not. I dont smoke a lot". "..." "Its even pretty rare you know... Even <insert name of her big gay friend she hangs with> offers me some all the time, but I always refuse". I'm like. "yah"; half-sleeping
The party mood was dead, News at eleven
She kicks me in the leg "dont fucking think. I know you are thinking about that. Youre always thinking about stuff. Youre like a fucking computer with everything, you analyse everything people say toy ou. I know how right now, youre thinking that i'm just a worthless pothead and how since all the time you've known me, I never talked about it. I know your stance about drugs. I know what you think of me now. I know how you work, shuri"
I raised my head back and just stare at her.
"I'm not like your exgf (her somewhat former best-friend since they were kids). Dont compare us in your head."
And then the drunken chick tears started flowing. She was drunk as hell, so I guess it its was meaningless. I felt horrible because I completly set her up to get to know wtf was up with the pot smoking business. Now she was ruining her makeup, drunk as hell.
"Let's talk about it another day, youre wasted now. Nap time for you". I make her lay down, loosen upl her dress, remove her boots *cue porn track*, put a blanket over her, kissed her on the head.
"Sleep well you weeping slut", "go home and whack off to net porn until you pass out, you sick bastard" she says. Thats a running joke between us where we always says goodbye to each other that way.
Got home, and felt like writing this message.
HOly ufkc it took me one hour and a half to type. GAF is the only place I can actually talk about certain stuff since I dont feel confortable talking about stuff involving girls we know to my friend.
I dont have much of a opinion on the thing. I'm pretty open to pot usage, i mean people are free to do whatever they want, but it came kinda as a shock to learn that, from her. We're moving out together next year, and i think that indeed, theres gonna be trouble ahead, and i doubt that my ethic about friendship with people of teh other sex might not last long
Thanks GAF!
NOw, off to teh shower, and then sleep. I'm seeing her again today. I cant begin imagine how strange the mood might be
