Valentines Day

I've never been much of V-day kind of guy. I think it's commerical holiday where florists, chocolateers, and card-makers cash in. Really, love and romance cannot be timed. If anything, people are suckers if they cave in to the timing of Valentines Day. Just as they are suckers for the massive gift exchange during Christmas or just call them turkeys for eating the dryest cardboard on earth during Thanksgiving.

Well, on this past V-day, I ended up partying it up with my friends at the Element Party at Whisper. That was prolly one of the funnest parties I've gone to in a while. I actually haven't gone clubbing much since my birthday in November. So it was kinda cool.

This time I actually knew a bunch of people at the club. My friends from the Miss Chinatown pageant were there. We were celebrating the birfday of JFK. I think he's just 26! What a young'in. Prolly 6 of the girls from the pageant and 7 of the guys who were escorts. Then by the weirdest stroke of luck, I saw my old clubbin' pahtna NCK, the OG 86! He was down from P-town with his bro and some of his friends. It was like old times at da clubs. It made my saturday da bomb.

Funny thing, I was training Mr. Ludacris that night. Mr. Ludacris was not in his mode. He was trying to get over V-day. He was not in his element, despite the fact that he could easily have danced with any of the girls at the club. You know, Mr. Ludacris is quite the stud. He's over 6 feet tall, nice face, and girls generally think he's a nice guy. But, Mr. Ludacris doesn't have the confidence to just go up to the hottest of the hotties and say, "yo let's dance."

So, instead, I had to go up to the hunnies and say, "Y, dance with Mr. Ludacris. He's afraid of girls." You know what, that line works well! Girls would immediately laugh and smile cuz Mr. Ludacris fits their definition of "cute guy". So it worked like magic and we were dancing with girls whenever I went up to the hunnies and said "Yo dance with Mr. Ludacris. he's afraid of girls."

The funny thing about Mr. Ludacris is that he could easily have gone up to any girl. But he felt like he had to have several drinks to get him ready to go up to girls. I'm totally different. I don't need any drinks to go up to any girl. In fact drinks slow me down. I only drink when girls buy me drinks. And they do that quite often! Shoot, I like being fully on my toes so I can come up with the quickest funny lines to crack up the chicks at the clubs.

Anyways, it's kinda funny that Mr. Ludacris ended up dancing with random girls after he got a few drinks in him. I knew he could do it. If I had his studly looks, I think there would be a line of girls waiting to dance with me. Hahahahahaha!!!!!!
Seriously, I just wouldn't even have to try half as hard to make girls laugh. I call my friend Mr. Ludacris cuz he had so many girls liking him at one time that I used to always sing his song, "Area Codes." That's his song cuz he had so many girls after him from all over the USA! He had his ho's from too many area codes!

The night ended really smoothe. I convinced Mr. Ludacris that he just had to walk up to any girl, stick his chest out and say, "I'm here, now dance." I guess it kinda worked since he did dance with one girl until he spilt his drink on his pants. Hahahaha! See, that's why I don't drink much at da clubs.

I'm out.