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| Clever Girl... >> Friends >> The List >> Mardi Gras From: Carmen Subject: Mardi Gras virgin no longer I Buono notte bambini! Saturday was so many worlds of fun! Well, firstly, we ticked off the BGF collection co-ordinators by being totally disorganised and breaking off into different groups to the ones they'd written down. Then, we amaze them with our intelligence by taking about 5 minutes to safety pin the edges of our sashes together, and rifling through their sticker box looking for red stickers. Then, fully 10 minutes after we'd left the check-point, one of the coordinators comes outside for a smoke, and discovers us still outside, placing stickers on each other until everyone had full five stickers on their tops... my god, was he impressed! Collecting donations for BGF on Oxford Street was so very titillating, though all the gay guys ignored us - Brendy, you are so coming with us next time, we need a cutie for them to perve on; I mean, just imagine, so many guys would have flocked to us with YOU placing stickers on their chests. I have become very accomplished at accosting people - "Oh, you seem to be missing a sticker!" - though admittedly some of our crowdpulling tactics leave something to be desired; "Buy some karma!", "It increases your sex appeal!", "Have these beautiful ladies touch your chests!" (which was sooooo successful with the male crowd) and some even less palatable lines, most concocted by Rachel. Lauren got to stick a sticker on a lady's naked cleavage... Mmmm... And not forgetting the very sexy rainbow tattoo placed by a guy with an accent in some VERY strange places... I'll leave where up to your imagination... *laughs hysterically* But this fun pales in comparison to the fabulous night-time festivities - hmm, what to relate first? The wild orgy, Lexi's wild incomprehension, or Carmen and Lexi making fucks of themselves? Upon arriving at the mardi gras viewing area, we attempted to connect with Brendy and Carls, whom we could not reach, having been caught on the wrong side of Oxford Street after the roadblocks came into place. We discover that a certain "tease" has foolishly left his mobile at home, and that a certain Miss is not answering hers, and after some debate, we leave Lauren and Rachel to mind seats whilst Lexi and I trek back to the gates to see if the security guards will take a message. After oh-so-eloquently explaining our situation to some very bemused guards, we gave them some incredibly helpful descriptions by which they could recognise them: Carmen: Um, okay, Brendy, he'll be wearing a cowboy costume, with a cowboy hat, and a scarf, and some water guns, but then again, he might not, we're not too sure, but if you see a cow boy, it'll probably be him. Security guard, in between trying not to laugh: Um, a cowboy, or a sailor? Carmen: No, cowboy, definitely cowboy. Lexi, whilst writing the note: Yeah, a Carls smiles a lot. Security guard: But what if we just screw it up? Lexi: But why would you do that? We're so endearing and fun! We leave, feeling like the biggest dicks, and halfway back to the stands get a call from Rachel informing us that we have somehow missed them, and that Brendy and Carls are already there. So we slink back, and tell the smirking guards guards that the note is no long necessary. We also discovered that Madame Lexi, who is currently enrolled in English Honours at university, is, well, a bit lacking in vocabulary. When asking a lady for directions, we were told to go to "the stands". Lexi, in confusion, asks her what exactly we were meant to be looking for. The lady looks at Lexi hard, and repeats that we should be headed for the stands. Lexi shakes her head and voices her incomprehension: "What are the stands? Does this mean we'll be standing?" The lady makes a sloping gesture with her hands, patiently repeating "the stands, the STANDS", and Rachel tells Lexi, "Bleachers, they're bleachers, Lexi, like a football fields." Lexi throws her hands up to her face and cries out helplessly, "But what does this MEAN?" We laugh. The lady suggests to Lexi that she takes some ESL classes. And oh yes, the orgy on the bleachers. MmMmm, my my, was that good or what? Some of the people present may tell you that it was huddling purely to preserve body heat and keep warm, but I felt some wandering hands... Oh, and let me make you guys all incredibly jealous by telling you that we saw the delectable Nick Testoni... *drumroll please* take his shirt off! Yum, yum, yum... I don't think I'll be able to sleep for a month - and no, do not read a dirty connotation into that statement... PS "Are you guys twins, or sisters? "God, that's so bad. No, no, not your tits..." back |
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