January 10, 2007

Knock, knock … it’s another new year

The year of significant technological progression I presume. We’ve been expecting you 2007, welcome to our imagination. Up next, a spicy New Year’s Eve complete with mischief, mild partying, and the casual chitchat. (Batteries not included) Enter Efrain’s future pad, the home of “Smart” company, and the place that hosted the ruins of 06 and the rebirth of a new year. We kicked things off with a midnight snack. Look! It’s a turkey, no it’s a plane, no it’s a finger licking, elbow licking, BBQ.

Chumy-boy feeds ‘frainy his first mouthful of 2007.

And then he gets stunned and falls fast asleep.

And then the fun...It’s ovary chummy-boy.
The wind shifted around 4am and we ended up at Primalima’s bashment. We tried to blow it towards the club earlier but as anticipated, it was jam-packed, not that we were enthused to go in the first place (crap!). So we spent the rest of the time cruising with chauffeur Carlitos alongside some hype trance music, mmmgood.
“This music is hype”
Ok, back to Primalima’s party. The funniest thing about it was the presence of her parents. Yes, imagine a 55 year old married couple trying to get some rest at about 4 am and about 2 yards away from their room, a boom box blasting the lyrics of one explicit old school Dr. Dre album. I’m talking a scratchy Chronic 2001 CD which for some strange reason, was fond of skipping, as if to give emphasis, on ear-candy like the ‘F’ and ‘N’ words. Another drawback, damn you hip hop. It was hilarious. After the party we all gathered in secrecy to celebrate the anniversary of our secret society – Estranged – and witnessed the sacrifice of those who couldn’t keep it secret.

Here we have Chumy-boy preparing to be slaughtered with a golf club.

We could have chosen machetes or assault riffles but our trademark weapon is a golf club. Yes, very rare in Belize and least to be suspected of in Supreme Court.

Here he absorbs the pain.

Carlitos: “That’s for squealing about the secret stuff!”

Chums: “Ouch!”

After the slaughtering those that participated in the slaughtering took a 15 minute break while the others took a 15 minute break. What, is there a problem? Yes, we all took a 15 minute break. The rest of the morning was spent having rum cake and yip-yapping about the rum cake.

And that’s how we welcomed the New Year. Now share your experience you twat and don’t try to re-read that last paragraph.


Brandon D Lopez said...

well what can i say sunny boy, you got a lot of crazy pple lol... looks like it all was good on the other hand, well for my new years, i had a one night stand with a nice looking coolie chick. me and my bro was in the club and she aproched me asying happy new year and so i embrased her with 2 arms lol, we started danceing and i droped her off at her home like 4 in the morning... she kissed me and like u no what happen lol i dont wana go into details descrition of what happen cas it was tooo grafic lol... o and another strange thing that happen is that i went to cherch :). but that not the least of it, at midnight directly on 12.00 it started to rain.. at the same time it struck 12. if i neva wana cry and run home lol... catch ya lata iight, lol looks like u griga man now( i herd romers about u and a gial lol hmmm i wonder if sunny boy has a griga gial hmmmmmmmmmm, only u know that lol)

Beth (again!) said...

I don't want to know about Bam"s night but I am interesting in this Griga Girl.... First time I heard about tings, but as I friend (and I a women) I'm as curious as a cat.... I know that it can be a lot of bull since it came from someone who heard someone say who heard someone say... I know how it goes....

My New Years was interesting. Now that I have hind sight I am glad I did it although I was a little bored by it. One of the guys I was with died suddenly died on the 11th of this month so I was glad that I have those last memories. He was a good guy.

I spent Sunday with some friends and we had a blast. I went home and made a cake I never made before (never do taht for public events, so I learned) and went to "cherch" at 10 pm. The service was a sharing time and we were done at 11:45. Just in time to mingled and fellowship. We had fun talking and carrying on until about 1 am. Some friends were suppose to pick me up at 12 but they never did. Because they didn't we hung around a lot at home. Then I went over to Fermin's house, which I was watching, and I watched how the New Years was brought in by different cities in different countries... Give me a trophy. I had a boring New Years Day. I am glad now that my friends blew me off though because I won't have suck around Chruch and shared some laughs with my friend who died. It was great now that I think about it.

beth said...

Oh yes, I wanted to say that I want to be apart of your secret club....although it is not a secret any more....