A Swinging Birthday Party

Yup, that’s what it is, loads of swings happening there. It was a dull Saturday evening when Alan came by to pick me up to head towards Cheras. Here’s the deal, we went through all these small roads in Cheras only to go towards….. Bandar Sg. Long. Um.. bro, we could have just driven straight via the highway.

Anyway, it’s Charles of the Under Shop’s birthday and when you have a bunch of crazy monkeys getting together, only few things I can say, if you’re the neighbor, pack up your bags and go somewhere for the night cause you ain’t getting a peaceful sleep. If you know him and wasn’t there, you’ve missed out on all the fun. And if you were there… well, if you were there, you knew what happened.

It was a small gathering of friends over a BBQ with loads of catching up to do. It’s really a small world out there when the people you knew also know these people and so on and so forth. When like minded people gather, it’s one hell of a noisy party.

Before long, the SWINGS comes out. 4 bottles in all on top of the Tequila, some wines and other form of whiskey and beers. After all of us have our stomach filled, we sat around, chit chat and before long, to make it more interesting, Charles took out his iPhone, boot up the Spin The Bottle Game and mix up some shots for the losers to down while we continue to talk. He regretted doing that cause he end up losing 4 out of 5 times.

Card game next, simple rule, each one draw a card, start mixing drinks until the last person add in his/her fill of alco and draw another card, add the 2 numbers up and the loser with the lowest number drinks. Simple, fun and Desmond and Adeline drank most of the alcohol leaving us sitting around with our own glass of cincaus, cokes and beers.

The hours go by quite quickly and the next thing we know, it’s time to sing the birthday song and feed the Underwearman his cake. In this case, 26 Jelly cupcakes. The poor sod have to eat all 26 of them fed by all his friends, I was the 2nd last one to go cause I decide to add in some special “swinging” shots to help him was down all the jellies easily. Let’s just say he regretted inviting me. LOL

There’s more clatters and chatters throughout the night some huddling around the gambling table, some around Wern Shen’s turntable (from a notebook) and some in the garden. It was 2pm before we decide that he had enough of torture and make our respective way home. A night of good gathering to celebrate a man’s birthday. Way better than going to the clubs where you have to shout on top of your lungs just to be heard. Right?

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