South Florida IL Linkup

Ok, after inviting everyone days before to this flex, the actual preparation for it really began 5 minutes after I left work that afternoon. I must say, the whole process was pretty hectic. I had to dash around town buying snacks and liquor, ehm

 ** flashes the driver's license** I'm 21 bitches!!!.....

 ….while taking phone calls in order to give directions and get confirmations….

 HEEEEEEECTIC!!!

When I finally arrived home, armed with my cutchuments, it was just in time to see topaz and Brandon (honorary idler for the night), pull into my driveway…ahhhh the first guests.  Not too far behind were Freaky Kiki, Trouble mecca, and Matthew (non idler), and then le_ILDre, TruDappa and their posse.

We started up the festivities by ordering some pizza, eating chips and drinking beer….in other words, we just chilled. The real icebreaker came when a game of ‘bullshit’ began. Now, this game is like a sport. It requires great skill… (in the form of a healthy tolerance for alcohol)… so naturally, not just any and anyone is fit to participate. In fact, only 6 of us were actually worthy to step up to the plate.  

There was kiki, whose bullshit name was ‘greenshit’, trouble mecca as ‘goodshit’, TruDappa chose ‘whyshit’, and his two friends decided to go by ‘heineshit’ and ‘blackshit’. My shit name was ‘iShit’…

(get it? Like my computer, iBook… iShit….heheheheee... ehm… ok I'll stop).

So the game began! Wendy had the job of pouring shots of coconut rum for everyone who screwed up, while the others, “who didn’t have the skills”, observed and cheered us on. The game was ridiculously funny, and it went on accompanied by the type of laughing that literally had people rolling on the ground…. IT WAS CRAZZY!!!

When the bottle of rum was done, trouble mecca, kiki and Matthew were calling out for the tequila ….. (and so we see the real rumheads and AA rejects).

Unfortunately for them, I had to draw the line there as heineshit and whyshit, were beginning to look as if they really had slapped back more than enough….so no more Bullshit. Of course, the previously mentioned trio did indeed sneak off with some tequila shots.

Topaz and Brandon left shortly after the game ended, and the rest of us moved the party to the back patio. Once there, some “drunk dancing” began, while a number of lively random discussions flared up….the kind that can only be started by a drunkard or 2.
I, being “un-drunk” and of sound mind, ended up in a long, SANE conversation with Zohra (a girlfriend of one of the guys).  Kiki felt the need to jump in and out of our discussion, every once in a while, and trouble mecca eventually broke free from the other drunkards, and joined.

Everything was going quite smoothly, until we had to introduce heineshit to the downstairs toilet, and trust me when I say, “The 2 became intimate friends.”
As things calmed back down…. (such as the hysterical laughing at a certain person clutching on to the toilet bowl), Trouble Mecca tried to entertain the guests with his domestic talents (cleaning up), with Kiki’s assistance…however, she ditched him in no time and he was left to do it all by himself.  This pretty much marked the end of the night, and after just mellowing out for a bit, everyone headed on home.

The linkup had been a blast, everyone was cool and the vibez was just right. I will definitely be having another sometime…but no alcohol for heineshit.