Zouk's Party, Sponsored by Guinness..

I received a message from my girl, at first i didn't know it was from her, written about Guinness sponsoring a clubbing session for invited guests only.. Downwards found my girl's texts, saying that she wanted to go Zouk yet she never been there. (She's decent, so fair enough not knowing night life's on going..) I've told myself i never wanna spend my time clubbing anymore, rather sit at home watch tv or just sleep. But for her insist, i might make her happy if i join her so. Dressing code: Black. I do have black tee and black jeans, somehow i look myself at the mirror, i looked like i'm working there, seems every waiters wearing the same attire color. Bah! Reminds me my previous job in Sri Hartamas..

The traffic was so jam along Federal Highway, both sides. Somehow we managed to reach there as the exact time provided, 9pm. Check out the chicks there, i'm sure this Zouk will be the place for me (i promised no more disco, but at least i could make my own choice?), rather Poppy Garden.. The DJs sucked to the max. Know what, i was there the very last time it will, the DJ made scratches the whole session, isn't it annoying? Fuck man, really exhausted my mind taking the rhythm, he should pull out and go home do scratching plates, or do dish washer soap ad, that'll be good, so potential on scratching.

Zouk's DJ? Perfect, professional, potential, progressive.. What else? I've been there on weekdays, the crowds were the same of weekends.. Should ask Mr Ripley write about Zouk's unbelievable history. I remember last weekday i went was with cy, he hadn't start his 30 day artist, and i'm slacking also, my company just bankrupt. A Hummer H2 parked near the entrance.. What a beauty, gangsta ride, nigga! That day the music was awesome, never been great my mood to feel the shit, it's fucking good shit the DJ spinned, totally flawless. Never ever have a place to give a good spin, you heard me? Be a Zouk freak! So then cy made plans on courting girls, and i've to join him for a girl too..

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Em, i think i'll skip that, if not it won't sound versatile from the very title above..

(i'm not hiding something, don't worry..)

Ok, we reach there, my girl went to sign in, received 2 free drinks coupons, and we headed in, only matters that i don't get a chop on my hand.. Damn, headed back to the counter, signed myself up. Funny, the Guinness membership really tickles, gave lots of selections to answer a simple question: How you like Guinness Stout? Um.. I saw an answer very suitable for me: I drank it once and will never have another again. Gosh, another story tale.. Ok, ok, i puked like mad, worst than liquors.. Got my chop and went in.

The interior was dominated by Guinness's logo, followed by the lightning, then the main color yellow represents Guinness. Well, well.. Girls everywhere, all black.. But, not all then, some guests wore other than black, i felt cheated.. No, no they're not passerby, the front table of ours looked individually from us, geeks.. One caught me attention, wore white attire lady, around late 20's, i guess, she's geek, and wore pushed up bra. Funny thing that she didn't have a nice pair of rags, i don't blame her, just hope that she realised herself not too obsessed on obscening her figure.. She's chubby, cute girl.. Not!

So the event started. One stunt made from a lady from top of the lightning frame, so does the music hummed "den.. den.. den den den.. den.. den den.." (Mission Impossible), the "agent" key in code for the Guinness Access.. Whadya know, the password is Guinness, she did purposely key in wrongly few times, everyone's entertained, of course. Then music begin with Usher's "Yeah!".. (My favourite song, thanks for the album, darling..) Everyone groove like mad.. Saw front of our table got a carton of stouts, guys planning to drunk the shit out of the geeks especially the white one.. Hehe.. Let's see if i'm right about it.

We got our drinks, no other choices than Guinness.. Yuck, i got a bad feeling about this.. But girls drinking it, why not me? Even my girl drank, and she managed it well.. I drank.. Oh my lord, the 1st taste was good.. Then comes the bad breath.. Even so, i still prefer beers. And i didn't puke, luckily..

I met Elva "jie~", Chi Siang's friend, cy knew her, very long time never see her. She still as lovely as last time, only hardcore partying person. She got all the cameras on her while she was dancing at the middle of the dance floor, so wherever she went, the camera followed.. Of course she's the most stunning, others were so so, lack of attractiveness..

Another performance came, 2.. I don't know how it called, thing? Dancing along with the music and the crowds. (check the pics, i know it's blur, i'm using camera phone, not even 1 mega pixels.. Bare with it.) It didn't take long, the 2 thing went backstage again. Dance dance dance.. Another performance.. Transvetites dancers, that time it's all girl power songs.. Uh huh, this my shit, all the girls gonna be like this.. I know cy's laughing at me remembering the lyrics.. I hate that song! Uh huh, this my shi.. Stop it! Damn..

Another performance.. This time even better. 2 muscular foreign hunks doing muscle stunts, used too much strength till they shivers, impressive, i might broke my bone doing those. Can't video record it from my phone, low memory and the lightning too much, it won't come out a quality video. I did that before, so i knew. They went on and on in different stunts, and different time also. It's a short performance, just by bit entertaining us. Lastly a guest offered a stout to one of the hunk, so the video camera zoomed in and we watched him bottom's up the stout.. Wow, i'll puke.. Soon the music became a little bored, we did dancing on dance floor, while the video camera was filming all of us, still.

The Performances from the Hunks!







Then everyone's intimate with their partners, i don't miss my chance too. Holding tight, right at the middle corner, no one's looking at us, just common for everyone. I'm glad to have a public privacy with my girl.. What did i say? Wrong vocabulary..

I was right, looked at the carton full of empty bottles.. Who did finished them? Saw the white dress geek, gobbling the stout.. Then comes her favourite music, she danced like freak, my lord, there's a bunch of cool looking Indians looking at her freaking dance and laughed, she could kicked out her legs without consideration of hurting someone. She's drunk, made out some funny scenes of herself. Her friends started to get humilated, wanted to go off soon enough before more freaking dance starts..

Our legs beat out, called for a day. Man, the party was great, wish cy could join us, damn the invitation.. Or maybe he's working? Just like my past.. No time for all the entertainment we need to stress out. That's how nightlife was created for no time at day but night. Zouk, are you invincible than others? You're making big bunch of doughs there! Share me the fortune!