RNJBond's LDW Trip Report

[Guest]

She jsut blew her cover as far as playing it single

[rnjbond]

She jsut blew her cover as far as playing it single

I'm pretty sure "our weddings" was referring to Muslim wedding in general.

Or I just assume things that are incorrect.

Screw this, let's just drink more.

[rnjbond]

punjabi weddings are funn...our weddings, def no liquor lol

Reason #148 to marry a Punjabi.

[NyCzDoLL]

no liquor at your wedding? take me off the nyc and nycz wedding invite list...

lol yea suckssssss

[NyCzDoLL]

Reason #148 to marry a Punjabi.

haha whats reason #1?

[rnjbond]

haha whats reason #1?

You're talking to him right now...

NAILED IT!

[rnjbond]

And Part III: (Part II if you missed it)

(Put on "Written On Her" by Jay Sean)

So I left off with us getting to Rum Jungle on the Night of the Party Bus.

Within five minutes, the birthday boy is done for the night and gets kicked out. Clearly, between all the shots we have fed him, it's too much for him to handle. A friend goes to take care of him, then decides that instead of letting him boot it out, he'll just take the birthday boy home. Next thing I know, they're both being chase through the back kitchen of some restaurant across from Rum Jungle. Deciding that I'm clearly not needed in this situation, I head back in.

Three friends decide to go gamble instead of "clubbing" at Rumjungle. I use that term loosely because, of course, Rumjungle is not a club. It's a bar with gogo dancers above everyone, which is actually pretty cool to look at. By now, I'm ready for clubbing and kinda sick of lounges and stuff -- IT'S VEGAS!

So my friend P and I grab mojitos. It's my favourite rum-based drink, but somehow, they manage to screw it up. I have yet to figure out how. I go to grab a mai-tai soon after and ask for something other than Bacardi in my beverage, but clearly, the bartender fails again. What is going on in this place!!

I look over the crowd and it's all guys and fatties and I'm there with one friend. Clearly, prospects here aren't too great, so we just chill it out and head on over to Christian Audigier at TI.

Now, if you remember from earlier, there were some hot chicks that stopped by our hotel room. One of them described CA as "Tool Academy". If only I knew how right she was (and if only we were a smaller group of guys, we could have gone with them to XS!)

(Switch to "Shake My" by Three Six Mafia)
So we jump on the party bus and head towards TI hotel, down two people. We convince one of our friends that the bus-provided shots are awesome and feed him all of ours, to great profit (he ended up drink about six shots of cosmo shots).

We head to Christian Audiger with a bottle of Malibu, but the hostess is leaving and we're stuck with a problem -- what do we do with this full bottle? A friend has a brainwave and puts the bottle in a trash can in the closed food court, claiming that we can pick it up later.

Head inside the club, scope out the scene -- it's full of a bunch of tools, but because it is LDW, there are a decent number of girls here, so it could potentially be a solid option.

Unfortunately, cosmo boy gets lost and cannot find the club (I once again have no idea how this is possible). Two buddies leave to take care of birthday boy, so it's just P and me here. Not wanting a repeat of Rumjungle, I decide to enjoy this semi-club. First, we wander outside and enjoy the patio. The weather is perfect, so I nab a drink and, in the process, lose P, who will not respond to texts.

I wander back inside the club and see him, very drunk, just staring. So I suggest we hit on girls for fun, a proposition he agrees to. It clearly does not work. We find two Indian chicks on the dance floor and he tries to dance with them, but we both get rejected to great hilarity. Whatever, it's all in good fun. So we wander around a little bit, I get excited when they play Jay Sean's "Eyes on You" (a track of his that was way popular in the UK before "Down" came out here), then we head out.

(Put on "Replay" by Sean Kingston)
First, I stop by the food court, but the cleaning lady stops me from entering. I storm by her without saying anything and reach into the (thankfully) non-used trash can. I feel around, but there's nothing there (guys, how many times have you used that phrase the night after hooking up?). The cleaning lady promptly informs me that my friend picked it up already. That plan apparently worked.

Out of the seven of us, six of us are accounted for, but one is missing. So we head outside the club and see the Indian chicks from the club by the dock. The moment after went like this:

Me: P, you wanna cuss them out?
P: Okay.
P (to girls): You girls want to go to a strip club with us?
Girls: uh... no...

Clearly, he misheard "cuss them out" as something else, so I bust in

Me: P, leave them alone... it's Saturday night and I really don't think they want to go back to work now.

That shut the girls up and bought back some of our pride. Ladies, sorry, I can be a jerk at times, but I'm a nice guy on the inside... promise.

I call the missing buddy and he finally picks up. "I'm outside Walgreens," he shouts, "and I have no clue how I got here."

"Wait there!" I shout, "We're right across the street."

So I see him in front of Walgreens with two bottles of alcohol in his hands. In one hand, he has a bottle of Patron; in the other, a bottle of Sake.

Me: "What the hell?!"
Friend: "I have no clue how I got these..."

I decide it's best not to ask and instead, we start taking shots in the middle of the street. Apparently, it was nice sake, but I wasn't impressed. So I buy a Vitamin Water to help me prevent a hangover tomorrow by hydrating.

On the way back through the hotel, I'm double-fisting Vitamin water and Patron, shouting through the halls, at any group of girls passing by "I'VE GOT THEM DIAMONDS ON MY NECK... GOT PATRON IN MY HAND". Trust me, using this as a tactic made a lot more sense in my head then than it does now. The sad part is girls actually stopped to talk, but we were too drunk to realise, so we just kept walking.

Get back to the room, make some choice drunk dials, forget to drink my Vitamin Water (whoops), and summarily pass the hell out before 4 AM.

Part IV coming soon!

[SoCal Girl]

Yet again great TR with great music. I use your TR's as my personal music suggestion list. Hope you don't mind. I find the songs you suggest on youtube while reading it and then add them to my ipod.

[rnjbond]

Haha, I'm glad you enjoy my taste in music.

I may start linking to the song on youtube to make it easier. Thanks for the tip.

PS, if you're liking the Jay Sean stuff -- [ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Epck2rWOnFI[/ame] Brand new from him.

[SoCal Girl]

I liked that one. I enjoy Sean Paul so having him on there was just a bonus for me. Oh forgot to post about those girls. Really they wouldn't even dance one song? Please....

[rnjbond]

I dunno, maybe they though we were shady?

I'm not sure about my friend's intentions, but I had no bad intentions.

[SoCal Girl]

I dunno, maybe they though we were shady?

I'm not sure about my friend's intentions, but I had no bad intentions.

Are you going in May I'll dance with you. That is if Nyczdoll will share her coffee dealer with me. I can behave myself and not dance hoochie.

[rnjbond]

Haha, deal! I'm the least threatening guy you can meet at a club. Dancing at a club to me really entails jumping up and down and shouting out lyrics.

Hell, I'll go out of my way to not be shady. Apparently at Tao, there were two chicks trying to dance with me and I backed away completely from them just to not be shady.

[rnjbond]

PS, I updated this, guys... the thread is no longer just a bunch of random bs:

http://forums.jackcolton.com/showpos...&postcount=117

[NoCo81]

Brilliant idea with the trash can, my drunk dumb ass would probably have passed it around and tried to finish it.
"I have no clue how I got these..." that's awesome.