Party bluffs for dummies - II

Continued from my pervious post, let me enlighten you a little more about the world of parties, saturday nights, and evening sickness! This time solely focusing on bashes where alcohols are flowing like Babylonian rivers, where the throats of various sizes and stomachs of various capacities are gulping down the see of “soma-rasa.” And you standing around the next corner, with part-shut, part-open eyes, are waiting for it to be over. Thrown across  are a bunch of recurrent bluffs, of which I will tell you a five:

1. I am not drunk!
This will come right at your face just before the party gets in the full swing, one crate of beer is split wide open and two more to go! Yes pal, I can see! I can see that you are not drunk, especially when you are swirling like Shakira and leaning like tower of Pisa. What probaby beholds you from biting the dust is the so-called center of gravity which has now shifted towards the right toe. But you won’t give that last glass, will ya?

2. Drink it for your friend, please!

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Yes, even the treacheroursly red eyes of yours won’t hold the lie too far and the emotional blackmailing that comes along. I will not be convinced by you that that life is indeed like a beer, and that I should suffer its “bitter” taste. The occasional pats on the back and you calling me amongst the “closests” will not help. Yes, you will remember it for the lifetime and will “never” ask me again to drink, provided that you will at all remember this night!

3. You must be having fun!
Ha! Oh hell ya! I am happy that I didn’t drink, I didn’t fall for that bate, and didn’t sip the soar liquids that the god only invented because the heavens were getting overpopulated. I am having great fun to dust off the broken glasses and clean the floors afterwards. I am fulfilled with the joy of dropping you at your doorsteps like DHL express delivery, if only I will eventually get paid!

4. I will never drink again!
Argh, there comes the swearing-in,  as much in a dramatic manner, that even President Obama will be less embrassed about his miss-spellings. The venue, the toilet seat,  where the head is half inside and the sounds are echoing from the thick walls of the bath-room, “I will never drink alcohol!!!” The liquids are now flushed away, but the heads are still swinging like cricket ball on a grass pitch.

5. You are my best friend!
I can’t say, how blessed I feel every time I hear it from you and a drunk bastard on the street! Yes, I am your best friend even when you don’t remember my last name and flirt around my girlfriend. Yes, sometimes I even feel that we are the twins separated at birth, only to meet now as you hug me. Don’t forget what you said my fren, cos I owe you a 100 bucks!

Hanging over continues…!

Read more on the same topic:

1. Party bluffs for Dummies!
2. Water — the when question !