Bloody RAiny Nite..

After long day and night a heineken my lazy sofa and a lame movie on my screen. Not another indoors night *fuck* being a goody 2 shoes..Grab my coat lets see whats in store us tonight.
Where else but the famous Makhaya Lounge, double vodka and some red-bull no monkey business tonight just a mellow chill.. something about the tavern side that makes u uneasy if you don't go check it out. Why not.. a bit of xavathing here and there.. body needs that.. I did mention it was wet right.. anyway.. there's 1 PIMP that has a hat full of magic trix(RUDE).. and this time he didn't pull a rabbit he pulled 2 broads.. straight away we hit the lounge again.. line of tequila shots. broads pretty impressed by now.. not used to the SinCity lifestyle..
Sir Rude now isolates his target, now im kinda forced to wing and take one for the team. If you were sitting where I was sitting you'll understand why i couldn't do it. Only 1 other option left was to go hunting never know what the jungle holds or maybe fishing depends on how you look at it...
Mmmmmh A face I dont know.. Interesting.. Like any other guy approach anxiety got the best of me.. but Shode isn't any other guy.. nothing a stiff tot wont fix.. Masambe Ke.. Approach a 5set 2 guys 3 chicks.. Start with my fun crowd opener, immediately the target asks for my name.. HELLO IOI.. A woman never quite feel desired or appreciated enough, she wants attention.. My timing couldn't have been any perfect.. Didn't need any fancy lines just the attention was good enough.. Do not try to hard if its not necessary.. Gave her my hand and lead her to the lounge she was holding it tight.. HELLO IOI..
Only thing i could offer her was good conversation and she enjoyed it.. now all her defenses were switched off time to hit the Home run.. Haven't picked up at Makhaya in a minute. except for that day.. story for another day.. IBhuda is now calm and collective got the prize now.. victory walk home.. small talks and what not, you know..
Screams and Loud noise behind me.. wuzet.. Roller is under attack.. wait.. Ladies and Gents its a cat fight.. skirts flying.. hot pants showing.. artificial hair pulled out.. it was getting to much for me.. ::Yes Sir Shode kept walking.. harde winner maybe another bloody rainy nite..