This Precious Life

This entry can also be titled why clubbing is dangerous. Last Sunday, my cousin went clubbing with her girlfriends. One of the girls is getting married so they wanted to tease the girl and play a few pranks on her.

They gave the bride-to-be a shirt with a list of tasks scribbled on it. Each time that she successfully completes a task, they will scribble a tick on the shirt. She put on the shirt readily.

Her first job was to sell two condoms at five ringgit each. That was surprisingly easy. On the streets of Kuala Lumpur, she explained to two expatriates her situation and they cheerfully bought it from her.

Next, they went to Frangipani but the place was desolate.

They headed to Beach Club but it was full of women who seem to be prostitutes. As they were entering, they noticed that every male in the club including a line of taxi drivers were leering at them from head to toe and back to head again.

After getting a Flaming Lamborghini for the bride-to-be which she daringly drank up, they felt so uncomfortable that they left for Aloha instead.

Aloha seems to be full of older uncles. On Sunday night, the DJ was playing cantopop music. The bride-to-be was a little drunk by now. She was given her next task which is to persuade a male stranger to put on lipstick! To prove that she succeeded, he must leave a kiss stain on her shirt.

It was also surprisingly easy. All she had to do was ask and a guy agreed. After applying her lipstick on his lips, he caught hold of her and kissed her on the tip of her left boob! Not only that, he didn’t let go of her and was about to go on kissing. Thankfully, two of her girlfriends were standing at the corner to watch her. When they saw what happened, they grabbed her body and pulled her out of his grasp.

Every one was in a state of shock for a while.

The bride-to-be waved it off, but her friends felt terrible. They regrouped and decided to leave as soon as one last task was completed. This time, she had to invite two strangers to drink with her. That was easy too. Not only that, the bride-to-be revealed to one of the guy that my cousin is an excellent drinker.

The guy raised his eyebrow and came over to challenge them. He poured six shots of whisky for her and her friends and everyone bottoms-upped. He poured another row of six shots and this time, he said that all six are for my cousin.

My cousin who can hold her alcohol very well downed all six mini glasses. They left after that. My cousin didn’t even get mildly drunk. She was completely sober when she came home and told us everything that happened.

So girls, be very careful when you hang out at these places and plan your hen parties carefully.