It's that time of year again. . .Halloween & the standard night out/house party that goes along with it. The one night of the year when you spend a ridiculous amount of time making urself look truly scary/hideous (but at the same time attempting to maintain some form of sexy which, rather unsurprisingly takes an awful lot of time, effort & skill especially when you only hav supermarket face paint to work with!)
It also proves to be a mine field for all the single girls out there. After all who knows just what you could be bringing home underneath all the masks & costumes. It must be all the unattractive peoples favourite night out of the year - wow, harsh! And last night, in true halloween form I ended up coming home with one such unknown quantity. . . the Incredible Hulk complete with all over green face paint, ripped shorts & ripped T-shirt.
The sex was amazing, I guess the exact kind of sex you wud expect to have with the incredible hulk!!! But it was the next morning the aftermath of all the glory of bringing sum1 home on halloween was fully realised. My sheets were green, there were green handprints on my walls, I looked in my bathroom mirror & i had small patches of green all over my body (it kind of looked like I had been savagely beaten & my bruises had reached that yellow/green phase), my sink & soap were covered in green where Mr. Hulk had obviously attempted to wash himself & taking a quick look at the man in my bed had obviously failed! Mr. Hulk now looked as if he has some terrible chronic disease as some, but not a lot of the green had rubbed off as he slept.
The morning after halloween perhaps the most amusing walks of shame ever as Mr. Hulk was proof & definitely to put on that extremely strange sex list. . . shouldn't every1 have one?!
Saturday, 1 November 2008
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